*Contains Mature content, remind yourself that you are reading it at your own risk, don't moan at me*
I woke up with my head throbbing, It took me a few seconds to realise the pair of arms wrapped around my waist
"Harry, I need to move" I pushed up from his grip.
"No" He grumbled, his morning voice instantly turned me on.
"Please, I need some tablets" I groaned, slapping a hand on my head.
"What's wrong?" He blinked heavily, looking up to me.
"My head hurts" I winced, he lifted his arm, allowing me to move from beneath him.
I felt his eyes burn through the back of me as I waddled out the room.
"You look good in my shirt" He called after me.
I turned around at the door frame, looking down at the white shirt hanging down to my thighs.
"Pfft, I look good in everything" I joked.
He grinned, "Touché"
I snapped the light of my kitchen on, taking a glass from the cupboard above my head. I stood tall on my tiptoes reaching for the medicine box. "Grr" I growled, standing flat on my feet I stared at the box I was unable to reach, hoping my deathly stare will bring it to the counter.
"Harry!" I called.
"What" He grunted, I sighed at the lack of enthusiasm he had, well, it is morning.
"I can't reach the box"I echoed.
"Don't get it then"
He is still a dick.
"I need it"
I heard a loud groan before the padding of feet.
The beautiful boy came into sight seconds later, his bare torso was admirable with the inked patterns.
"Like what you see Victoria" He stopped, raking a large hand through his curly locks.
"No, get me the box" I managed to hold the smirk.
Harry's lips parted, smiling slightly.
He took a step towards me, I took a step back, the bottom of my back hitting the kitchen counter.
"You don't like what you see?" He continued to corner me, his bare chest now touching my front.
"I do" I gave in.
"Good" He bent down, his eyes centimetres away from mine. He pecked my lightly on the lips, pulling at my bottom lip.
"There's your box" He kissed me again, reaching above me and grabbing the box with ease.
"When you are ready, come back to bed" He winked at me, turning and walking out the kitchen.
I blushed and bit down on my lip at the thought of any physical love between me and Harry, the images in my head driving me crazy.
To take me away from dreamland I let the tap run cold to fill my glass up, knocking the tablets in my throat I swallowed them in a swig of water.
I placed the glass on the side, and slowly walked to the bedroom.
"Harry?" I stood beside the bed, looking around the room for Harry.
A pair of arms were wrapped around my waist from behind me, picking me up in front of him, I was thrown on the bed, Harry was instantly above me, our noses close.
"Miss meh?" He tilted his head, his green eyes locking with my hazel orbs.
"Of course" I bravely lifted my hands to his cheeks, pulling his lips into my hungry ones.
"I like a girl with some control" He breathed.
My cheeks heated up again.
"I love the effect I have on you" He leaned onto me, his lips next to my ear. I placed my shaky hands on his shoulders.
"I w-want to p-pleasure you" I stuttered, not sure whether the words I used were acceptable. He pulled up from me, with a confused face he shook his head.
"Don't worry abou--"I cut him off by a small peck on the lips.
"I want to" I bravely smiled.
He nodded and we both clambered up the bed, Harry leant up against the head board, his legs straight out in front of him, while I sat next to his legs.
"You sure you wanna do this?" He raised his eyebrows at me, I gulped and nodded.
I watched him lift himself up, pulling down his boxers.
His length flung from beneath the material that held it together. I gulped at the sight of it.
I smiled slightly.
"I'll show you" He told me, a large grin on his face as he took himself in his hand, I watched him pump his hand up and down slowly along his dick. The sight of him touching himself made me weak at the knee's.
I tucked a small piece of hair behind my hair, taking hold of him in my gentle hand.
I slowly moved up and down him, every now and then applying a slight squeeze and twist.
"Fuck Tori" He moaned, tilting his head back on the wooden head board, I pumped along him harder, continuing to squeeze and twist my wrist. I watched myself, not believing that I was actually doing it.
"Your so fucking innocent" He growled, looking at me, I battered my eyelashes at him, causing him to moan deeply from his throat, with a jerk of his hips a white liquid filled out, falling over my hand.
"Jesus Christ" Harry breathed.
I looked at him worriedly, not knowing if any of that was meant to happen.
"That's meant to happen baby" He read my mind, I nodded, looking up into his emerald eyes full of lust.
"Are you sure that was your first time?" He sat up, inches from my face, I pulled my eyes away from his lower regions.
"Yep" I nodded, Harry pecked the corner of my mouth softly.
I kissed him again, pulling at his bottom lip.
"Stop teasing Tori, otherwise I will bend you over right now and take you right now" He said against the kiss.