Since the start of their relationship, Harry and Evee decided to take things slow. They had known each other for a month but they both had to get used to the fact that they were in a relationship. Harry and Evee had both been single for two years before becoming a couple. They had discussed general matters, that Harry wouldn't speak to the press of her but he wouldn't say that he was single either.

It was when they were three weeks together that the people close to them finally started to notice changes. Eveline hadn't told her family nor her friends of Harry and even Harry had managed to keep things secret from his brother, something he usually never did.

They both just wanted to enjoy each other in their own little bubble. Harry knew if things were to get serious (and that was his plan), things would get complicated. He liked this simple life with her. Her cooking and dancing to The Killers, him trying to hold back laughter as he typed away on his laptop sitting at her kitchentable. Them watching Game Of Thrones, bickering about the fact that Evee never shared icecream and he had to get his own bucket of Ben and Jerry's (there was still some in the freezer). She telling him how work was and him whining at her how boring another church ceremony was.

In the third week of them being a couple, Harry had stayed the night on a saturday. They hadn't had sex but things were definitely heating up. Evee had wanted to so badly that she had shaved her legs (and the rest of her body) every goddamn night. She had worn fancy underwear, in the hopes of finally getting laid. She was actually running out of fancy underwear.

Which meant she was supposed to do her laundry or buy new underwear.

She choose the second one.

She wasn't sure what was holding him back but she knew it wasn't her. After another night of just cuddling and kissing, Evee woke up with the ginger in her bed. His arms casually hanging around her waste, he was spooning her.

Shit, he was spooning her real good. Evee tried holding back laughter when she felt an obvious hardness against her shorts. She knew by the way he was snoring that he was still asleep.

They were both adults for godssake. They had been together for three weeks. She hadn't had sex in almost two months.

Two fucking months.

Two, hard long months.

Maybe she could persuade him.

Biting her lip and closing her eyes, she shifted. Trying to act like was sleeping and trying to find a good spot in bed, Evee shifted her bottom, gently touching his member through his pyjama pants.

She heard and felt him waking up in shock. Trying to hold back her own laughter, she forced herself to act like she was asleep. She was a good actress when she wanted to be.

She could hear him mumble some curse words behind her ear, his breath on her neck. "Hmm" She gently spoke, still acting like she was asleep, again moving her ass upwards, putting more pressure on his lower area.

She could feel Harry move his head, carefuly watching her face over her shoulder, checking if she was asleep or not. Eveline kept a stern face. God, hearing him squirm was the best thing ever.

She felt him laying his head down on her pillow, taking a deep breath "fucking hell".

Biting her lip once more, she almost burst out laughing but she didn't. Softly whispering as if she were dreaming, she sighed "Oh Harry."

The body next to her immediately froze. "Shit." She heard him mumble. "I should get a fucking medal for this."

Evee couldn't take it anymore and laughed full on. She tried a sophisticated giggle but it was no use, it was a barking laugh. Holding her stomach, she almost choked in her laughter when she saw the ginger's shocked face. "You cheeky wench!" He laughed, grabbing her by the waist and dragging her towards him on the bed.

"O my god, ahahaha, I'm not even sorry, sweety. Your face!" She tried to reeanact the emotions on his face, failing miserably because she started laughing again.

"You are the worst person ever." He grinned, grabbing her blonde head in armlock.

Evee laughed, "No let me go!"

"Say you're sorry first." Harry laughed at the blonde hair in between his arms. Her hands trying to pinch him.

"I'll kick you in your crown jewels!" Evee laughed, threatening him.

"Hun, I've been in the army, I can handle a little person like you."

"Shut up!" Evee laughed, trying to kick him but failing in the end. She had to use another tactic, one that always worked with the guys. Faking pain. "Auw! Shit Harry, my neck."

Harry immediately let go, scared of hurting her. Eveline, on the other hand immediately punched him in the area, on purpose not straight in it, of course. "You little!"

The nurse laughed, jumping on the bed. "I punched a prince in the balls! Another thing I can scratch off my bucketlist, woo!" She yelled, bouncing around.

Harry immediately went in full on attack, tackling her on the bed. Evee squeeled, laughing so much it almost became painful. He grabbed both of her wrists, pinning hem above her head. "Now what?" Harry grinned as she tried to wurm herself out of his grip.

"Please let me go." She pouted, turning on her sad face, making her eyes big.

"Nu-uh, not working!" Still pouting, Harry closed the gap in between them, taking her bottom lip in between his teeth. Immediately reacting when she pushed her head forward, deepening the kiss.

He broke contact with her lips, still holding her wrists, his mouth moved from her jawbone to her right ear, placing open kisses all the way down to her neck.

Eveline moaned, trying to angle her neck towards him. When she felt his hardness for the second time this morning in between her legs, her body tried to press itself against it. "Fuck." She mumbled, enjoying how he kissed her neck.

She felt him letting go of her wrists, placing his hand underneath her tank top, slowly making their way towards her breasts. With his mouth finally making contact with hers again, his fingers slightly brushed her nipples.

Evee thought she was going to explode. It had to be now. She wanted it so bad. The nurse wasn't sure if she could wait another three weeks.

Her right hand made its way to his hair, grabbing it and pulling him closer. She could feel him through her shorts, pressing down.

She decided to take over, it was her time to play. Quickly moving, she made sure Harry was underneath her, her bare legs straddled him. She managed to pull off her top, not even caring that it was the first time he'd see her tits.

She had goodlooking tits.

She could feel his eyes taking her in, but she didn't give him too much time as her lips crashed on his with passion. Her hand slowly going underneath his t-shirt. Harry knew what he had to do, lifting his upperbody, he undressed his shirt.

Evee was still sitting on him, her legs on each side of his waist. Their chests pressed together as their lips hungrily made contact again.

Harry's hand made its way to her bottom underneath her shorts. He was just about to press her closer to his throbbing member when his phone rang.

"Shit, they can't keep doing this to us." Evee mumbled, placing kisses on his bare chest.

"It's Kensington. I need to get this." The nurse sighed, removing herself from his body.

They were so fucking close.

They were dry humping.

All there was left was to remove their shorts.

Fuck fuck fuck.

Evee tried to ignore the dampness in between her legs as she watched Harry pick up his phone, laying down bare chested on her bed.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Harry! Where are you? It's sunday and you're not here for breakfast." His brother spoke through the phone.

"Oh right, I forgot. I'm sorry."

"Yeah we were worried, where are you at? Kate told me you didn't come home last night."

Evee wasn't listening to their conversation, she was eyeing the semi boner in his shorts. She had an idea. Biting her liping and giving Harry a grin (which was answered with a confused look on his face), she slowly made her way towards his legs.

"What are you doing?" Harry spoke towards his girlfriend who had a look of determination on her face.

William thought Harry was speaking to him, "What am I doing? Nothing really it's sunday. We might visit dad this afternoon."

Evee grinned, whispering as silently as possible. "Nothing you won't like."

Harry who totally forgot that he was calling his brother, stared at his girlfriend. She gently rubbed the outside of his pants. "Harry, what was that!? Is that a girl?!"

"Look sorry, I need to go. See you tonight." He didn't even listen to the reply of his brother because Evee had already wrapped her small hands around his member.

"I told you not to pick up the phone." Evee spoke, biting her lips and taking him in with her eyes for the very first time. She was pleased with what she saw.

"Shit" Was the only reply she got when her tongue made its way up the shaft of his member, teasing him endlessly.

She could hear him breathing heavily as she teased everything but his head. His hands found their way to her hair, trying to place the hair that was hanging in front of her face behind her ear to get a better view.

When Evee finally took him in, he groaned. She moved her head up and down slowly, each time letting her tongue rub against his shaft.

She knew she was good at it by the way his breath was getting more shallow. She could feel his stomachmuscles tense underneath her handpalm and when he finally let go with a major moan, she let him do it in her mouth. Swallowing every bit of his liquoid, she grinned.

"So what do you want to do today?" She spoke casually, shrugging as if nothing happened. She noticed Harry needing a minute or two to recover, "I'm going to take a shower, you're free to join if you like."

Harry didn't really know what to say, the only thing he could think of was that he needed to call his brother and explain. "You do know that was my brother on the phone, right?"

Wait, what?

His brother?!?

The future king of England?

Evee had given her boyfriend a blowjob while the future king of England was on the phone with him. "What?!"

Harry only laughed at her panicked face and her high toned voice.