Steam began to fill the room as Harry let the hot water run into the tub. I watched the muscles in his back flex as he straightened up from the tap and turned back to me. His eyes held contact with mine as he glided over to me, his hands running down my arms while kneading his thumbs into my muscles. My eyes closed slowly at the feel of his hands on my skin, his gentle touch already relaxing me.

A light kiss was pressed to my lips as his hands reached the hem of my shirt, his fingers grazing my skin as he pulled it over my head. He leaned forward to press a kiss to my shoulder while my hands pushed his shirt up his torso, revealing his soft skin and toned muscles inch by inch before pulling the shirt over his head. Feather light touches tickled around my stomach, tracing gently along my skin before snaking around to my back to undo the clasp of my bra and dropping it to the floor.

His movements were slow and gentle, each and every action sinking deep into my bones before moving on to the next one. I hummed quietly as his lips found my neck, their warmth igniting my skin with every touch. I giggled quietly as his fingers tickled against my stomach, the skin sensitive from his light grazes as he undid my jeans. It felt amazing when he pulled them down after sleeping in them, the humid air of the bathroom washing over my newly-exposed skin. I stepped out of my jeans as I unbuckled his, his lips never ceasing their gentle assault of my neck.

After tugging down his jeans and boxers, he slipped his fingers beneath the light fabric of my underwear and eased them down, my skin tingling the entire time. He let his hands graze lightly up my naked body, coming to a rest on my hips as he squeezed lightly and kissed my lips once before releasing me and turning off the water.

I grinned as I watched him gingerly dip his toes in, testing the water as he balanced naked on one foot. He apparently deemed it an acceptable temperature because he stepped in fully and sat down slowly, easing his long frame into the steaming water. Once he had settled himself by leaning his back against the edge of the tub, he looked up at me and smiled.

"Come on, Joey," he said, looking irresistible as the steam rose around him and he pushed his wet hand through his hair slowly, unknowingly looking extremely, extremely hot. My eyes flitted to the door once to make sure it was locked before stepping into the tub, my feet immediately stinging with the heat of the water, but not unbearably so.

His arms immediately reached for me, wrapping around my waist and pulling my back into his chest. I sighed contentedly as I leaned back against him, the heat from the tub and the proximity to his body instantly helping to uncoil the muscles in my shoulders. His palms pressed into my hips, pulling me against him before they slid down to the tops of my thighs. Smooth circles were rubbed into my skin as his thumbs and fingers rotated into my muscles.

My head tilted to the side when his lips pressed lightly into my skin and he trailed open mouthed kisses up my neck. My eyelids drifted down slowly as I let myself focus on the attention he was giving my body. The way his hands trailed slowly up my body, his fingers kneading and dragging into me as they crossed my hips was enough to make me melt into a puddle in the tub. His teeth nipped lightly at the sensitive skin behind my ear before taking my earlobe between them, his gentle biting easily soothed by the slow swiping of his tongue across the surface.

His fingertips continued to pad across my skin, working their way into my stomach, my hips, my thighs, everywhere. He was trying to relax me, his soothing touches innocent and made with good intentions, but I could feel my body waking up quickly every time he covered another inch of my skin. Each time his lips dragged to a new section of my neck was like a shot of fire through my veins and I quickly found myself squirming in his grasp.

I let my back slide to the side in his grip, his arms still wound around me as his fingers focused on the skin of my hips. My head tilted to the side so I could see him, his lips pulling from my neck. His eyes looked slightly dazed in the warmth of the room as I leaned forward to press a kiss to his jaw, my lips lingering against his skin.

One of his hands slid out of the water and trailed a hot path up my body before resting on my jaw, cupping my face and bringing it up to his. His eyes searched mine for a second before pulling me towards him and pressing his lips gently into mine. A slow burn worked it's way through my body, the heat from the room and our kiss taking over my body. His lips folded over my lower one as he kissed me slowly, the soft pattern being traced into my skin on my cheek resonating through the kiss as well.

His tongue traced a slow line across my lip, gently parting my lips to him before slipping it inside my mouth. The slow drag of his tongue against mine was nearly enough to make me whimper. When his hand slid slowly off my hip to between my legs, I couldn't hold back the quite whine that slipped from my lips. Harry's fingers trailed slowly up my center, his touch feather light but more than enough to cause my back to arch against him, the gentle build up of his actions making me extra sensitive to his every move. The pads of his fingers pressed into my clit, moving in slow, deliberate circles that radiatied throughout my entire body.

A light breath was sucked into my mouth, my lips falling open against his as he put harder pressure against me, making my body melt into his. While his other hand continued to knead circles into my hip, his fingers dipped lower on my core and dragged across my opening. His torturously slow movements were nearly painful as the tip of his finger pushed lightly into me, the slightest bit of pressure causing me to push back into him. I could feel him growing behind me and I was glad to know his careful exploration of my body was getting to him as well.

Slowly, after teasing me with just the tip, he pushed a finger inside me, curling it up against my wall as my body clenched around him. His lips pulled from my mouth to attach to my shoulder, their warmth radiating down my body as he bit gently into my skin. My head fell back to rest on his shoulder, allowing more of my skin to be exposed to his gentle mouth. A quiet moan escaped me as he pulled his finger out only to push back into me. His thumb found my clit again and traced circles around it, the combination of that and his finger moving inside me building the burn in the pit of my stomach.

My hands pushed up his thighs, desperately needing something to hold on to as he pushed another finger inside me, filling me more than before. My body felt unbelievably warm as he curled his fingers into me again and continued the slow, unyielding circles around my clit. I could feel him even more now, the rock solid state of him only driving me closer to the edge as my back pressed into his chest.

His name dripped off my tongue as my eyes drifted shut again, unable to withstand the slow, delicious assault his hand was delivering to my center. I could feel my release building as he put pressure on my most sensitive area; it was a different kind of release than usual- slow and burning rather than urgent and electric. My breathing was picking up as his fingers moved in and out of me, their pace increasing a bit while his thumb pressed firmly on my clit. His other hand held my hips down, firmly but gently, as I struggled to keep still under his attention.

"Harry," I breathed, a gentle whine falling from my lips yet again. With one more flick of his fingers inside me, I felt my release sizzle through my body, the slow pace of Harry's hand changing the pace of my orgasm. It lingered in my veins and took longer to spread, but it was just as strong, if not stronger, than any other time he had built me up only to come crashing down.

Harry let my body unwind and relax before pulling his fingers from me, his hands pulling me firmer against him as I came down from my high. I bit gently onto my lip and let out a contented sigh before opening my eyes and turning my head to kiss him. My tongue slipped slowly into his mouth, parting his lips and kissing him deeper as my back pressed into him, his excited state obvious.

He didn't resist when I pulled myself from his grasp, twisting around in the tub and settling my legs on either side of his hips, straddling his waist. My arms came to rest on his shoulders, bending at the elbows so my fingers could pet back the soft hair that covered his head. His eyes burned into mine as he looked at me, his gaze flicking to my lips once before leaning forward to kiss me. I felt his hands slide up the sides of my thighs before reaching the skin on my backside and letting his fingers dig into the soft flesh there.

Our chests pressed together as we kissed, the depth and speed of it heating my body once more despite my release only seconds ago. One of my hands released its grip on his hair and trailed down his chest between us, the soft, wet skin sliding easily past my fingertips. When I reached the end of his torso, I wrapped my fingers around his firm length, the warmth of the water making the skin there feel ever silkier than usual.

A soft groan escaped his lips as my thumb traced over the head and drug across the small slit. My lips dropped to his neck to kiss his skin there, his pulse palpable against my tongue as I let it drag across his throat. His hands slid up to wrap around my waist, his grip firm as he lifted me slightly and pulled me forward. My hand fell from him and gripped his bicep tightly as he positioned himself at my entrance.

I raised my head from his neck to look at his face, my lips parted slightly as my breath drifted unevenly through my teeth. His hands pulled me down, sinking himself into me slowly as his jaw fell open slightly, the tight warmth of me relieving some of the pressure that had built up in him. My forehead dropped to his as my body adjusted to his size, our heated breaths mixing as we reveled in the feel of each other.

His thumbs pressed into my hip as he lifted me slowly once more, sliding me up on his length before letting me come back down. A quiet whimper echoed through the room, escaping my throat as he leaned forward to kiss me again. Our lips connected once more as his grip on my hips tightened, the muscles in his arms flexing beneath my hand as he lifted me again. My other arm bent around his neck, holding him to me and pressing our chests together. The slickness from the water eased the sliding of our skin as he picked me up again and again, my leg muscles finally seeming to wake up and assist with the lifting of my body.

Each time he slid in and out of me he seemed to sink in deeper and deeper, the water sloshing around us in rhythm with each thrust he gave. My back arched as he sunk into me again, my chest pressing tightly against. Both my hands slid into his hair, which was damp from the water and probably sweat. Even though I was on top of him, the pace was clearly set by Harry as he pushed his hips up to meet mine beneath me. My thighs tightened around his hips as he pushed into me again, the pressure quickly building again in my stomach.

Harry disconnected our kiss to drag his lips down my neck once more, the harsh sucking he delivered there bringing blood to the surface. My hands clutched at his hair as my head rolled back, his firm grip on my hips the only thing keeping me upright. He pushed into me again and again, stretching me impossibly far and he drove deeply into me. I could feel my breath growing more and more uneven as he continued to move beneath me, my hips falling into rhythm with him uncontrollably.

It was a good thing my body took over on it's own, because my mind was a hazy mess of ecstasy and pleasure. The familiar fire that I had felt before burned through my veins again, igniting every nerve in my body and warming me from the inside out. There was no other feeling in the world so exquisite as being with Harry, and I hoped there would never come a day when he wouldn't be able to make me feel this way. I seriously doubted that was even possible- to not feel this fire with him. I felt it in every bit of my soul, every thought in my brain, and every nerve in my body. This burning fire was eternal, never to be extinguished between us.

One of Harry's hands released my hip and rose to cup my cheek, tilting my face down to him as he kissed me once more. I could tell he was getting close to the end, too, because his chest was flushed a deep red, the blood settling there after pumping through his veins. He kissed me deeply, slowly, thoroughly- the best kind of kisses, in my opinion.

With one more thrust of his hips against mine, my orgasm flooded through my body, radiating from my center before flowing through my limbs. Seconds later, Harry hit his high as well, his hips moving less fluidly as his high overcame him. His tongue pushed deeply into my mouth, kissing me lazily while he came and relaxing his previously tight grip on my hips. He leaned back against the edge of the tub, pulling me with him as I collapsed against his chest.

My head fell to his shoulder and I pressed a kiss to his skin before laying my head on it's side. I could hear his heart pounding heavily beneath his ribs, the thudding of it resonating into my ear clearly. My eyes drifted shut again as I let myself get lost in the sounds of his heart and the feel of his lungs expanding his chest with every breath, my fingers tracing lightly across his skin. Tiny goose bumps rose whenever my fingers trailed as my breath washed over his skin. I felt his lips press to the top of my head, kissing me lightly before laying his head back against the rim of the tub.

"I love you, Harry," I mumbled, my head tilting to the side to allow my lips to press into his skin once more. His hand rose from the warm water to trail up my arm, across my shoulder, and up to my chin before lifting gently and forcing me to look at him. My face was inches from his when he spoke, his green eyes blazing into mine.

"I love you so much, Joey."

I smiled gently before leaning forward and pressing my lips into his full, dark pink ones in a lingering, chaste kiss. My hands wrapped around both of his cheeks, thumbs stroking lightly across the skin of his cheeks as he let his arms wind around my waist once more, holding me to him.

I pulled back enough to look at him once more, love for him radiating out of every pore on my body. I knew in the depths of my heart that I would never love anyone as much as I loved him, and I knew the same was true for him.

He loved me more than I deserved, and he deserved to be loved by so much more than me, but it was enough for each of us; as long as we had each other, there was nothing in the world that could make us more happy, more fulfilled, or more contended. This love was real, this love was strong, and this love was forever. For always.

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