Waking up to a subtle grunt I look over to Harry's pillow and realize he's not there. Rubbing my eyes I turn my body around so my arms drape over the side and that's when I lock eyes on his body working out.
His body's turned the other way as he does push ups. Watching his muscles contract tightly I swear I could die from the sight. Sweat glistens off his shirtless body as he wears black basketball shorts.
Pushing the sheets off my body I stand and make my way towards him. Crouching down I sit my body on the wall right next to him. Catching a glance at me in surprise he holts his movements in the air grabbing my foot.
A gasp leaves my lips as he tugs me in between his body. My back hits the cold wood floor as he slides my body under him and stays hovered over my body in a plank like position.
"Hey there!" I smirk. "Morning," I say with a light smile as I'm still waking up and I hook my hands around his forearms.
"Weren't watching me we're you?" He responds with a smirk as his sweaty hair sticks to his face.
"You wish. I just woke up, it was quite the sight."
Harry just hums in a grinning response and continues with his push ups. Bending his body his lips rest right against mine and I feel the warmth of his breath hit my skin. Harry smiles and I feel his soft lips drag over mine slowly. Pecking my lips he begins pumping his body up and down.
"How was your morning?" I ask.
He smirks. "Woke up and you were splattered across my chest. Had to move you off of me."
I pretend to pout. "Not even a cuddle goodbye?"
His body lowers and raises quickly. "Kidding? I laid in bed for an extra hour." He quickly kisses my forehead, making me laugh. "It was cute. Your lips were all pouty. Freaked me out when you snored though-"
"I snored?" My hand goes to cup my mouth. "That's not something to joke about-"
"I'm kidding."
I then glare.
"Oh... Don't turn me on."
I lift my lips in a smile.
Watching him roll up as he comes down, he kisses my lips each time. His body moves swiftly and he acts as if this push-up count doesn't affect him at all.
Guess he was right about having a ripped body. I never noticed until now and I lower my gaze to the sharp details of his abs.
Coming down once again I look up in surprise as he brings our soft lips together. It was quick and he pushes upwards once again.
"Again." He smiles pressing his lips against mine and pulls away as the veins in his arm tighten sharply and crawl up his skin like a snake.
"And again." Harry coos and I lean into the kiss as he reluctantly pulls away. "Almost done."
"Doesn't this hurt after I while-" It comes out mumbled and he stays on the ground attached to my lips a little bit longer before pulling away.
"Just hurry up and finish."
He licks his top teeth. "I'm going as fast as I can-"
"No more." I roll my eyes playfully and he just continues at his fast pace for another couple of minutes, kissing my lips on the odd cycle. Slow grunts leave his lips as he pulls his body upwards.
"Getting a little rusty?" Furrowing my eyebrows as I tease we lock eyes as he smirks kissing the corner of my mouth.
"Andddd 200." He exhales hardly before completely slumping down on my chest and crushing my lungs.
"I can't even do one." I laugh in my crushed state as his breaths exhale warmly on my neck. His sweaty chest begins to seep through my shirt and I lean my head back in a laugh.
"You're gonna make me smell." I feel his smile grow on my skin but he remains laid on me. Wrapping my hands around his bicep I poke it and it's all muscle. He wasn't kidding.
"What are you doing?" He mumbles and I just widen my eyes.
"You know I'd like to think I helped in this process." Tapping on his skin he wraps his hands around my neck and I'm officially crushed. Laying his head on my chest, his heavy breathing comes to a halt and I brush back his sweaty hair. "Doyoudothiseveryday?" I mumble.
"I trained every day before we left for this. On the odd morning, I work out when were here."
I nod before he smiles.
"Okay next set." He calls, lifting himself back up. Trapping me once again with his arms he leans down, pressing our lips together and I hum inching forward as our lips slide over one another. Pulling away with a light pucker I smile with my hands cupped to his cheeks.
"You're going again?" My bones would break after one try.
"I need weight though, sit on my back." Laughing because it was a really funny joke he doesn't join me.
"Oh, you weren't kidding." Pressing my hands to his forearm I lift myself out of his frame so I'm seated on the wood floor. "You just want me to sit?"
"Lay down so our body weight is the same level," Harry says while brushing back his dangling hair. Looking at the extra elastic on my wrist I lean forward so his face is practically in my chest.
"Wait!" Grabbing his hair together I tie a quick bun at the top of his head as he stares at me through his eyelashes giddily. "There you go!" I cheer and he leans forward to kiss me.
"Thanks, baby."
Humming from the redness of his cheeks and the sweat that dangles down his forehead I stand myself and walk over to his back. Sitting myself down first so I'm straddling his back I lean forward and lie my body completely down on his.
"Ready?" he asks and I wrap my hands around his neck with a laugh.
"Oh, I'm ready!"
Beginning to lower himself down he moves quickly and my body moves swiftly with his. He does this no problem and I only press my face into the crook of his neck. This is actually really fun.
"Show off."
"Workout with me-"
"No way in hell," I say right away. "I'll be your coach, though!"
"My hot coach." I can feel his smirk.
"Hold me up?"
He laughs. "I have superpowers."
I smile before taking a small snooze on his back the sound of his teasing voice wakes me up.
"You alive?" He says with a huff from the restraint on his bones.
"No, but I'm bored," I say slowly as my lips trickle down his neck. His movements stop when my tongue licks a small strip coating in the salty taste.
"Violet." He demands in a deep tone and I smile, latching my mouth onto the skin of his neck. I then playfully bite into his neck like a vampire.
"You biting me?"
I then kiss the skin before my hands run through his hair.
He pauses.
"Yes?" I hum in a teasing tone as I begin to kiss down his neck going slow. Pressing my hand to the other side of his neck I pull him closer. Sucking on his skin he grunts from below.
"Alright, I'm done." He growls, removing my hands and pulling me down to the floor guiding the descent.
"Hey again!" Landing on my back he crawls over top of me and grabs my neck lifting my head from the floor. "What now?" I tease as I bite my lip.
"You're so annoying." He states in a wondrous tone against my lips that makes my thighs clench together. Harry pauses before looking down in a grunt and with his other hand he presses it in between my thighs opening them quickly by force and I whimper which is music to his ears.
"You want it so bad, yeah? My pathetic sweet girl just couldn't wait?" Squeezing his hands just a little bit tighter around my neck a smirk plays on my lips.
I dont know what's gotten into me but the next thing I know I'm faking a yawn, "Mhm hm."
His sharp gaze drops into complete shock and my underwear pools from the sight. He lifts my chin and I swallow a small gasp as he pulls my face against his lips brushing them together with a slight twitch.
"We're playing like that?"
"Don't we always?"
"Careful, baby... See where that gets you." In quick movement, he pulls us to stand and turns my body around so my back hits his chest. Pulling me in by my throat I lean my head back on his shoulder.
"I might just do it again." My hands lace through the hem of his shorts as I pull myself closer.
"Not so innocent as you seem." He grunts, sliding his teeth down my neck as his hand floats down to my clit over my shorts. His teeth travel down my skin and the sharp feeling sends tingling electricity through my body. "Not so talkative now are you?"
His fingers on my clit only make my build-up more of a need.
"P-Please." I beg as he looks down at me, his lips resting over mine.
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me."
He grins, "now why would I do that?"
I easily grin too. "I feel the same. Why would I let you? I can do it by myself..." He watches my every move. "I won't be the one who's going to beg to be inside me-"
"Violet..." He whispers in a trance.
"Harry."
"You're so hot." He stares into me. "I like you a lot, darling."
Throwing my head back his hands move to cup my centre lifting my body in his hold. His warm breaths fan on my ear as I shut my eyes.
"I think we're gonna take that shower now."
With a hand wrapped around my throat and another cupped on my centre, he begins walking us to the bathroom. Whimpering each time his fingers put pressure on my clit I lean forward but his hold keeps me up and I can feel his grin in the crook of my neck.
"Such a smartass."
Rushing us to the bathroom quickly he slams the door and turns my body around shoving me against it by my throat. With a thud and a twitch of his lips, he clashes our lips together. It's quick and messy as our tongues mesh. Growing a whimper as we ease into the kiss he stops to push me back and I gasp.
"My turn now." Is all he says before turning my body around so the side of my face is pressed against the wall and he slaps my ass.
I gasp as his leg presses in between my thighs separating them. Our movements are fast and harsh but it's completely light and safe at the same time which only turns me on more.
"Always so beautiful, angel." He whispers as his fingers trace down my neck until met with my shirt continuing over the fabric. Tracing his index down my arm, a shiver rakes through my body as intense goosebumps grow from the pressure.
In weakness, my hips fall being met with his knee that hits against my clit. Rubbing against Harry, his leg inches forward forcing my body up.
"Getting yourself off on my leg?" He smiles.
"It seems to be a reliable source."
"One day... You're gonna cover it."
I turn my neck to look at him. "Yeah?"
"Fuck yeah."
His hand suddenly pulls back and slaps my ass hard. The stinging sends a whimper through my body that makes me jolt into the door. Harry's hands rubs over the area only making it feel more heightened. How can something so painful feel so good?
"You like that, yeah? Course you do."
I catch my breath as my ass grinds against his cock.
"Can I?" He asks drawing his hand to the top of my pants and I nod against the door.
"Yes please."
His hands press to my shorts lowering himself with the fabric as I watch him from below. The cold air hits my skin as his lips begin kissing my thighs until he's standing straight. Peeling the shirt off of me and throwing it to the ground I stand in front of him completely naked.
Wrapping his hands around my front sliding over the skin, my body falls into his chest as his hands begin to palm my breasts as the other falls to my core.
"Shall we see who really wants to be fucked, now?" Sliding his finger up and down my folds he grunts from the feeling and I gasp.
My hands reach back to hold his arms as I lean against him.
His chins on my shoulder as he watches me.
"Who knew my sweet girl was turned on by a little demand? So fucking wet." My knees buckle from the words and his hand cups my core so I'm upright which shoots a moan that sticks in my throat as I swallow. "I think I win."
"I t-think we should compare." I look up at him before my ass begins to grind on his cock. His lips immediately go into a line, his veins highlighting in his neck as his bulge presses against me. "I think you might need it more," I whisper up to him before I pause. "I win!"
"Call it even."
I smile. "Both horny. Agreed."
Dropping his hand from my throat to grip my waist he just chuckles viciously. "We already knew that though." He coos, beginning to rub my clit at an attacking pace. Gripping his forearm for support he brushes his fingers back and forth spreading my wetness which only lubricates his quick pace.
I gasp, my body lowering but he presses me against him. It's so fast then my breaths sound like gasps as my throat moans a silent beg.
"Harry-"
"Let me make you feel good."
"I-I..." I take a breath. "You're going to be mean."
"I'm only having fun." He kisses my cheek. "Are you having fun?"
"Yeah." I grind myself into his palms. "Be nice."
"Always for you."
That tightening feeling in my stomach grows as I moan his name. Only increasing his pace I try to back away but am met with his chest. Brushing his hands faster it makes me whimper a small scream.
Brushing his hands at a painful speed the electricity that floats through my body shoots to my core in pleasure. Dropping my hips he keeps me upright and I dig my body into his own as I lean forward from the quick force that's about to make my body explode.
Harry leans forward matching my stance so we're both hovered. Attaching his twitching lips to my ear a small grunt hits my senses and I clench my thighs on his hand which only makes the pressure more forceful.
"Violet." Is all he says as he kisses me.
His four fingers rub back and forth on my clit quickly. The sounds of my wetness coat on his hands and I shut my eyes losing the sense of anything around me except for his fingers.
"Oh, Harry I'm going to-" I whine out and he hunches us over even more as I fight for struggled breaths through the pleasure. From the angle and speed, I practically cry.
"You're going to what?"
"Fuck, Harry-" I scream and he grunts a hard breath in my ear continuing his meshing pace on my centre that isn't coordinated at all. It's all speed and the pressure sends an ache through my whole body that feels so good over the pain.
Just as I'm about to cum he removes his hands and I cry out slumping over and he presses me to his chest. "No..." I gasp as I fall into his chest. "Harry, what the fuck?" I mumble and he only chuckles a deep gravelling response against my ear.
"Had to tease you a little bit... Now we're even." He speaks sincerely and as I lift my head I catch a reflection of us in the mirror. His eyes are attached to mine as my naked body rests exhausted against his own. His lips press against my ear as his eyes simply watch in ecstasy.
"You at how pretty you are." His lips rest over my ear as he watches our reflection. "Could cum from the sight, sweet girl."
As I look at him I only shake my head. I then try to walk away. "I think I have a workout to finish-" His hands pull back my hips in a chuckle.
"Not today." Whispering, he takes my body and pulls us to the shower as I smile.
Turning it on as we wait just outside the glass door, he presses his lips against mine in complete adoration. I feel his kindness and care for me slip through our meshing mouths as I try to keep up.
"Take these off."
Dressed in just his shorts he pulls them off as he deepens the kiss and his cock springs to rest against his torso.
The room quickly fills with steam and before I can catch a breath he lifts my body and carries us into the shower.
"Wanna hear you moan, dirty girl. You know I love the way you moan." Mumbling with a grunt as our lips continue to mould over each other the water hits my back and soaks my hair damp. Kissing under the shower our lips become filled with water as our panting breaths collide.
Brushing my hair out of the way he lowers me and grabs my neck once more, edging me against his chest with a smile. "Did you hear what I said?"
"Yes. I'll be good." I say breathlessly which puts a smile on his face.
"My good girl. Your thighs are all clenched, must be aching." Tilting my head back his lips rest right against mine and I whimper which makes his lip twitch. With a vicious grin, he turns my body around once more to press against his back and with his free hand, I watch as he extends his hand towards the showerhead.
Squinting my eyes just a little in curiosity I watch as he takes the showerhead out of the holder and the stream begins to spay water to the floor. "Have you ever done this before?" He whispers and I just shake my head against his back.
Looking up to him a smile takes over his lips.
"Really are a good girl aren't you?" He says leaning into my ear so the sound sends a vibration down my body. "Glad I've been the one to play with your attitude. It's fun."
"What do you do with it?" I look up at him as his hand rests on my stomach, pressing me to his body.
"I'm gonna put it on your clit."
Swallowing down my dry throat composing myself of a moan, my body rocks on its heels and his hand on my throat begins to trace down to my waist holding me tight. Watching the showerhead in his hands he raises it to my folds and I suddenly jump when the water sprays against my centre.
"Oh..." Gasping he keeps me locked on his body as he moves the head trying to find the right spot.
"Just relax baby, let it happen." He whispers and getting used to the feeling, my centre clenches at first but then my body slowly composes in the euphoric feelings that takes over.
"Oh." I say in pleasure.
"Smartass." He smirks. "Does that feel good?"
"Yeah... Right there." I whimper out when the stream hovers right over my clit I instantly moan. The multiple water streams that spray at full force begin to attack my clit and I gravitate my body tightly into his back as he's the only thing holding me up.
The pressures just so intense and amazing I fight the need to close my thighs but I'm met with the coldness of the shower head which is in the way.
My right hand presses against the glass, leaving a print in the steamy shower as my other presses to his wrist.
"Harry..." Is all I can gasp.
"Show me what you like." Whispering in my ear, with my grip on his wrist I only tug him closer. My hips grind over the stream as his hand on my stomach feels all of the movements. "Good girl." He brushes back my hair. "So pretty."
Leaning back as I gasp from the pleasure, in reaction Harry pulls the object closer to my clit without moving a muscle.
Leaning our bodies forward like before his chin rests on my shoulder getting a perfect view. With his own grunt of a moan, I feel him slightly rub off against my back in need of relief.
Getting used to the feeling I slowly squeeze my thighs so the object pushes higher against me. Rocking my hips down I find the perfect angle and practically cry into the echoed space. The water spays sharply against me and I feel the tingling vibration build in my stomach getting ready to burst.
"You like that, baby?"
"Y-Yes. Feels so good." I exhale breathlessly and as he moves the showerhead in small circles where new water from the different valves hit my clit at a faster speed at an upwards angle that circles my clit hitting it in the perfect spot.
"O-Oh."
"Oh, what?" He smirks.
"Oh wow." My hand holds him tighter, my hips rocking as my back begins to make a 'c' shape that has him grunting into my shoulder.
As I moan and dig my hips against the head as Harry begins to move the object back and forth. This movement alone causes my legs to buckle and I start to see stars from the intensity of the water pressure.
"Harry I-" my breaths pick up and I can barely open my eyes as I start to reach my climax. "This is too much."
"Too much what?" He smirks because he knows I mean it's too much pleasure.
"Shut your ego up." I cry out and in reflex, my hands reach out to his forearm where I hang on tightly, squeezing his tight muscular arms. I cry, rocking my hips as the object begins to slide up and down my folds.
"I'm just too good, right?" He teases and as I cry out he kisses my neck. "Whenever I get to do this with you, I swear I'm in fucking heaven. All you."
Squeezing my centre together it only grows the feeling more and more until I can feel my stomach needing to burst.
"Fuck." I cry and clench my centre tightly in reaction until I simply can't and my release painfully expands feeling like a tingling hard vibration again your core that needs to be released.
"Cum for me sweet girl. Be loud, alright?" Harry coos and raises the water directly against me my stomach bursts and I let out a loud moan-like cry as I meet my climax.
I shut my eyes, jolting my thighs as he continues his back and forth speed but shorter and quicker so it penetrates against me. Moaning like he told me to, I just can't help it from the pleasure that explodes through my veins.
Becoming sensitive the water stream begins to feel like razor blades against me and when I whimper Harry drops the showerhead to the floor. Needing a minute all of my weight transfers to his chest where I blink trying to see through the dots.
Bringing both arms to wrap around my waist he spreads kisses down my neck at a softer pace trying to hold back. " Violet," he moves our bodies so my backs rests against the wall. "That was really fucking hot." He groans trapping his hands between my face.
"You next." I whisper as I watch him.
"Me?" He smirks.
"Yeah."
"How about..." He smiles against my lips. "I show you what it looked like to get off to you? It's only fair."
I let out a small breath.
"Do you want me to?"
I nod, "yes please."
He smirks, "so sweet."
Harry's hands float to his cock where pre cum begins to drip from his tip. Very hard and in desperate need to be touched his other hand raises, his fingers sliding on my lip. "First thing."
Opening my lips he presses them inside and I let my mouth lap and suck on his fingertips before he takes them out. "Spit," he says demanding but his eyes sparkle from the words.
Seeing how needy he is to be touched I lean my head forward trying not to make my knees buckle as I'm still coming down and spit a line of saliva onto his hand.
Sensing his whole body tighten a moan passes his lips and his hand immediately floats to his length. Pressing his thumbs against his pre-cum, with coated hands he twitches his lips in relief as he begins to pump himself.
"Sight of you alone almost made me cum." He rasps as one arm rests beside my head. Pumping his cock up and down the sound fills the shower mixed with his groans and I know it's going to be quick from the way he was rubbing against my back.
He just needed the help.
"Like watching me fuck myself?" His eyes dart to mine where they grow in lust.
I lean forward so my lips can brush his. "There's a lot of things I like watching you do," I say and his lip twitches, moving his hands against himself faster.
"Gonna name them for me?"
I smirk. "Maybe... Do you want me to?"
"Please."
I smile. "I liked watching me fuck you as you were tied up? " I whisper as he watches me like a devil. "Thinking about it makes me want to touch myself... I like when we shower together and when you demand me to do little things... I like watching you when you touch me." I brush our lips. "It always feels so good... Also when you smack my ass I swear it makes me moan... Didn't know pain like that could feel so good, we should try others out don't you think?" I blurt in a seductive tone as it slips my tongue.
Shutting his eyes in a squint as the curses roll off his tongue his hand clenches around himself pumping at a dire pace. "God-"
"That's not my name." I smile as he looks up at me.
"You like it when I say your name?" He pumps himself as my eyes shamefully watch.
"I do."
"Maybe I'll say it... Pleasure works both ways." He smiles. "Be a good girl and maybe I will."
My eyes move back to his lips as he speaks. He's so pretty and my hands wrap around his neck as I bring him closer. "I have a question?"
"Anything."
"When you would think about me..." I whisper in question. "Would you say anything?"
"Your name." He only says in a smirk. "I said fuck a lot. Want me to demonstrate?" His tone is cocky but I only nod.
The faster he goes on his cock the more he exhales quietly. His eyes shut as his chin lowers down. "Fuck..."
My lips part.
"Fuck." It gets louder.
My chest raises.
"Violet... Violet, please... I can't..."
The shower gets steamier. The windows are fogged as his green eyes soon open to pierce mine.
"It was just like that." He smirks at me and I only pull him closer.
"Now why dont you cum so you can fuck me again the wall," I say as I clench my thighs together and he notices only falling weaker. "Please."
Just like that, I kiss him. I kiss him so good and he only groans.
"Oh, fuck, Violet."
And with two more hard pumps, his release hits him and his warmth coats my stomach.
He shouts a deep gravelled moan as more cum seeps out of him onto my torso at a messy pace. His hand now slaps to the wall as he holds himself up barely against me. Breathing hard I feel it on my lips as his green irises dilate.
"Gonna keep being good for me?" He grunts and I notice how hard his length still is. His thumb rubs over my lips.
"Yes."
His spare hand floats to my centre running it through my wet folds which makes him smirk. "So wet for me, darling. You got another round? I'll make you feel so good," he says while tapping against my lips again.
"Gonna fuck me against the wall now?" I practically beg in a demanding tone and his eyes match his vicious smirk as he watches me like a predator.
In quick movement, he bends his body down to wrap around my thighs and lifts my body up. Wasting no time he slams me against the wall so we're eye level. Wrapping my hands around his neck he kisses me in complete lust. Its all clattering teeth and meshing lips as our stomachs begin to build in a much needed release.
"Whore for my dick aren't you?" He smiles. "Say it, Violet." He curses against my lips and I breathe a sharp exhale hiding a moan when he traces down my neck making my back arch. "You need me."
"Harry-"
"Beg." He demands.
I nod. "I'm your whore. Please Harry, please. I need you." I whimper quickly into his lips as a fowl grin takes over.
"Sweet girl gets what she wants." Wrapping his hand around his length positioning it to my centre he lowers my body so it slides into me. I'll never get used to how big he is but before he can completely sink in he thrusts hard inside of my centre making me scream.
"Harry-"
"Violet."
A loud gasp leaves my lips and I tighten my hold on his neck as my body begins to thrust with his movements. Moving up and down with no rhythm our bodies go messy, clashing into each other. Pumping inside of me each time he hits my g spot I moan loudly into the steaming shower.
"You feel incredible." He moans quickening the pace of his hips that completely smack into me forcing my movements to shift up and down. "Always so fucking good... You're right. I can't live without you."
Squeezing his hands around my thighs I whimper out, losing control of my body and rest my forehead against his shoulder.
My tits bounce, hitting his chest as his body tries to press against them.
Thrusting into me my body jolts with his pace only causing me to scream. Finding the bottom of his hair I thread my hands through it and begin to pull, needing something to get my relief out of. Pulling back tightly I hear him growl which mixes in with the sounds of our clashing bodies.
"That's my good girl. Keeping being good for me," He says while slamming his length into my body at an intense speed that makes me shut my eyes as my ears begin to ring.
"Harry don't stop." I began shifting my hips to meet his thrusts and his length curls inside my body hitting at an angle I didn't know existed. Gasping my head rolls back and I place our foreheads together. Breathing heavily in a pant his hard eyes lock on mine as a grunt passes his tight lips.
"Can anyone else fuck you like this?" He suddenly says and my eyes open, locking on his. "Make you feel this good?"
I shake my head. "No... Only you can. I only want you too." My lips slide against his own. "You know me more than anyone."
He smiles. "It's only me. I like you too much Violet." He shakes his head. "Making you feel good is an obsession to me... To watch you and learn how to fuck you puts me to my knees." He pants against my lips.
"I inspire you this much?" I tease and he only grins, fucking me faster. "Harry." I cry out. "Don't stop. I need you."
He watches me closely. Like I'm a dream. "And Violet... Only you can fuck me this good. I can't live without this feeling." Then he looks down at our centres. "This... But not even... I just need you to feel good."
I feel the same way.
I gasp into his lips as my back arches against him. He pulls me against him. He fucks me quickly as I simply watch him.
"So yeah," he smirks. "Your cunt inspires me." Staring in a hard smirk he shakes his head. "You're a smartass."
As our centres clash and he thrusts inside of me, I shut my eyes pressing myself deeper into his length hitting his every move and finding a rhythm. That electricity begins to flow through my veins once again and my stomach grows in an ache that makes me moan out in pleasure. It was such an amazing feeling.
"Harry I'm gonna-"
"Don't cum until I tell you. Being so good for me, just hold on." He demands and I swallow down my whimpers as my back begins to arch. Holding back I clench my centre together and it tightens around his length. Thrusting as hard as he can for these last couple strokes my body shifts upwards and if he wasn't holding me down if I go flying.
As my hips fall against his length pressing to my g spot I begin to moan out cries, not being able to hold back anymore. Feeling him twitch inside of me his lips begin to breathe heavily against mine that are rested on each other.
"Let it go, baby." He calls and once the words past his lips my back arches as my hips fall reaching my climax. Chanting curses into the air my stomach explodes in a euphoria that travels all through my whole body. He thrusts into me once more and I feel him release inside of me.
Moaning out my name against my lips he presses my body tightly against the wall and his head floats to the croak of my neck.
Catching my breath the world around me begins to ring and my hold on his neck drops to my sides and he's the only thing holding me up. Harry pulls out of me and I feel his warm cum spill down my leg. Leaning against him we stay like this for a while just catching our breath.
Harry's the first to pull away gaining back his full ability and his hand cups my jaw bringing my stare upright. "Did so good, darling." He whispers, pressing a delicate kiss on my lips that I try to keep up with and he pulls away smiling.
"You alright in there?" He asks regarding my brain and I just hum a mhm which makes him laugh.
"Let's get you cleaned up, angel." Setting me down on the ground my legs wobble at first but with his hold on my elbow I straighten out, standing there unmoving with a slight shake to my legs.
Pulling away, Harry picks up the showerhead and places it back where it belongs. The water begins to gently hit against our skin again.
Grabbing a hold of his vanilla soap I watch as he places it on a cloth and It warms my heart. Walking over to me his hand hooks around my waist, pulling me closer. "C'mere." Hee starts pressing the soap against my stomach.
He carefully watches his movements making sure every last bit is gone. Rubbing back and forth, my hand grips onto his waist that stands in front of me to keep my balance. Washing the cloth under the stream he holds my hands in his and lowers himself placing my hands on his shoulders.
Placing the cloth to my centre he gently rubs it down my folds and on my thighs. Shifting on my heel he stands and kisses my nose before attaching our lips together. It was sweet and gentle as I felt every inch of our compassion and light for each other slip between our lips.
Looking at him through my eyes I giggle and wrap my hands around his waist. Digging my head into his chest, his arms wrap around my neck.
"Good morning it was." He chuckles brushing back my damp hair as I cling to his warmth, hugging myself into his chest like always.
"I'm gonna have fun with you in our lifetime." He chants while playing with my hair and I look up to his drunken stare.
"Oh yeah?" I whisper still in a daze and he leans forwards pressing our lips together with no further inquiries.
Beginning to get cold he shuts off the water and despite my demands hoists me up by my thighs and carries us out. Laying my head against his neck fighting sleep he places me on the ground wrapping a towel around my body followed by his waist.
Looking down at my pink underwear on the floor I laugh while pointing. "Did you know pink used to be my favourite colour? Then I met you and your green eyes became my favourite thing. It's the colour that brings me the most comfort." I say and he inches close so my back is pressed against the counter.
I stand on my tippy toes as he smiles down at me.
"Black used to be my favourite colour because that's how I saw the world... I see in colour when I'm with you but brown became my favourite thing. I'm obsessed." He chants as a smile takes over his lips that warms my heart.
After brushing our teeth with him being touchy as usual, we make our way back into the bedroom nut his lips won't stop attacking my neck playfully.
"Okay, Okay!" I laugh trying to pull away but he grips my hands, dragging me into his chest where I giggle as he presses more to my cheek.
Successfully pulling away I walk over to my suitcase pulling out a black skirt and Harry's white Queen t-shirt that I'm obsessed with.
Harry watches me from the corner with his jeans and white shirt on as his wet hair sits perched behind his ears.
"Should I sing a line for you?" He asks and I only laugh.
"Sing loverboy." I wink and watch as a blush spread across his cheeks.
Watching me in total amazement and happiness I grab my black converse from the floor and sit beside him on the edge of the bed.
"Something catch your eye?" I ask with a grin as I place the loose shoes on my white socked feet.
"You always catch my eye, angel." kissing my cheek, once I have both of my shoes on I bend down to tie them but he beats me to it. His body falls to the floor so it's perched right in front of me as he begins to tie them.
"Only person I'd get on my knees for." He says looking up at me as his forest green eyes sparkle through the room where warm sunlight trickles through the blinds. Looking down my heart warms as I look at the perfect bow on my right shoe.
"What are we doing today?" I ask and just as the words part my lips the front door down the hall opens and I hear the boy's voices flood the room calling our names... Well, my name.
"Sugar! Where are ya!" Niall yells and I can feel his warm smile.
"Are we all doing something today?" I ask just as he finishes tying my other shoe. Crawling to sit perched in between my legs his hand rests on my thighs looking to the door as he listens to their active conversation.
"What?" I whisper back. "Is this a secret?"
He only keeps listening. "They're planning on getting some evidence and friendly revenge tonight, not sure what we're doing though." He just shrugs and I bite my cheek in a nod fighting back that part in my veins that wants Harry to kill those guys for what they did to Niall.
"Violet, come on we need your help for tonight." Louis calls out and I look at Harry in question but he looks just as confused. Except the only thing I feel aside is excitement and a smile takes over my face.