"These lips can't wait to taste your skin...." 

Song: Adorn

Artist: Miguel

“You gonna give in to me yet, baby?”

My heart thudded almost painfully in my chest, my body reacting to his words and the surprisingly arousing game of chase we’d just played.  His fingers tickled at my skin as he kept them slipped beneath the fabric of my shorts, his touch burning into me and singeing away any sense I tried to cling to.  A ragged breath fell from my lips into the small space separating us. 

“Hmm?” he urged, ducking his head so it was even closer.  He let his lips brush softly against mine, their touch so feather soft I almost couldn’t feel the shock that ran through me.  My lips automatically puckered against his just as he pulled back, the air thick with want and need between us.  I wanted him so bad, I felt like I was going to start shaking. 

I stared into his burning green eyes, his brows pulled low over them as he waited for me to give him permission to break the rule. 

“Yes,” I breathed, my heart beating louder than my voice.  The word had barely passed my lips before his were on mine again.  The kiss was urgent as he pulled on my hips, yanking me out from under the table fully while his lips parted mine hastily.  He pulled me up to my knees as he remained in his crouched position, my body falling between his legs as my arms wrapped around his neck desperately. 

His palms slid up the sides of my body, hastily pushing beneath my shirt and heating the skin over my ribs as he let his thumbs travel across the fabric of my bra.  My arms tightened around his neck, pulling his chest against mine even tighter than before; I needed to feel every inch of him against me.  His tongue pushed into my mouth and he slid it smoothly across my own as he deepened the kiss. 

Heat seared through my skin as he slid his palms back down my sides and around my back, lifting me with him as he rose from the ground.  He never broke the kiss as we found our feet and he pushed me backward, my butt colliding with the table.  A groan escaped my lips as he pushed his hips against me, the heavy weight of him evident there beneath the black jeans he wore. 

It had been so long since we’d actually slept together that surely he was feeling this burning need for our bodies to be connected that I did.  Then again, I always felt like that.  After holding out for so long, we were both going crazy without each other.  Our entire relationship had started because of this incomparable physical need for each other, and it only felt natural now that we were finally giving in to each other’s bodies again. 

His hands slipped beneath my shirt again, this time gripping the hem and tugging it up over my head before tossing it carelessly to the floor.  My mouth fell open in satisfaction as he dove into my neck, his lips attacking the skin there with an assault of kisses, laps of his tongue, and small bites of his teeth.  His sweater was clenched in my hands as his head dipped lower, his lips sucking on my collarbone. 

A gasp fell from my lips when his hands shifted down my body again, his long fingers closing over my hips before he dug them beneath the waistband of my shorts.  Without any hesitation, he tugged them down from my hips, pulling my panties with them.  I shivered as he smoothed both hands back up the tops of my thighs before he slid one between my legs, his long fingers brushing lightly up my center.

My head fell backward as his thumb found my clit and circled around it, his lips dipping lower on my chest to kiss the swell of my breast.  In a brief moment of clarity, I realized we were in the middle of his kitchen, where windows made it very possible to see inside.  I opened my eyes, after much difficulty, and managed to look around.  I was beyond pleased to see all the shades were closed, locking us in our own private world where we could do whatever we wanted without worrying about anyone else seeing. 

My short moment of rationalization was wiped away, however, when Harry’s fingers circled my entrance once and pushed into me.  A pitiful moan rattled from my throat, his touch so welcome and needed after what felt like years without him.  He pushed his hip into me once, nudging me further back against the table. 

“Get up there,” he muttered against my skin, his eyes flashing up to burn into my own.  My heart thudded in my chest as I obeyed, hoisting myself to sit on the edge of the table.  His eyes watched me, his hand pulling from between my legs to allow both of them to rest on my knees, which were pressed together.  His touch seared up my leg as he slowly slid his palms up my thighs, forcing my legs apart as he moved his hips between them.  He held my eye contact the entire time, and I thought I would surely burst into flames. 

He leaned forward, his fingers toying with the skin so close to where I wanted him as he let his lips brush dangerously lightly against mine.  His lips folded over mine as he effortlessly parted mine to allow his tongue to dip into my mouth.  It rolled languidly across my own, the kiss deep and sensual and enough to drive me crazy.  Teeth tugged on my lower lip before he released it, giving me one last burning look before ducking his head to my neck once more.  My skin seared wherever his lips landed, first on my neck, then my collarbone.  My fingers tangled in his hair as his head dipped lower, his lips moving over my breasts to trail kisses down my stomach. 

I knew what he was going to do, and I was practically shaking with excitement because while he’d never gone down on me, I had no doubt in my mind he would be incredible at it.  My body shuddered when his lips trailed across my hip, and my fingers never released their grip on his soft strands of hair.  He neared closer and closer, teasing me with his fingers and they slid across my opening again. 

A quiet whimper left my lips as his thumb found my clit again, the circling movements nearly causing me to beg Harry to hurry up.  I could feel him smirk against my skin, his lips and tongue dangerously close to where I needed him.  Finally, mercifully, he let his tongue drag devastatingly slowly up my core, the wet heat of it nearly setting me on fire.  He pulled his hand from me to clamp it onto my thighs, his arms curling around them as my legs rested over his shoulders.  His fingers pressed firmly into my skin, holding me in place as I already squirmed under his assault. 

His tongue slid up my complete entrance once more before filling the void his thumb had left at my clit, the tip of it circling torturously around the sensitive nerves.  My hands tightened their grip on his hair as his tongue continued to swirl over me, his actions alternating between circling and precise flicking movements that were quickly unraveling me.  I hissed when his teeth gently nipped at my clit, something that I had never experienced in my life as it sent a jolt through my entire body.  Surely I would have fallen off the table if he hadn’t been holding me down. 

He released my clit and let his tongue travel down to my entrance, teasing the edge of it before curling up into me.  I nearly fell back onto the table as he flicked it harder against me, his mouth doing things to me I had never felt before.  The moment he had touched me, I had started to feel the burning in the pit of my stomach quickly rising and I knew if he kept this up, I would be done for in a matter of seconds.  My breathing was as uneven as ever and I was fairly certain I was going to pull all of his hair out as his tongue curled into me once more before returning it’s attention to my clit.  A loud moan fell from my lips when his fingers released their hold on my thigh to slide inside me, the combination of his tongue and his fingers moving inside me sending my orgasm rocketing through me. 

My body seemed to collapse as euphoria flooded through me, my fingers becoming limp in Harry’s hair and pulling from the strands as I actually did fall back onto the table.  I could feel my thundering pulse throughout my body as I rode out my high, Harry’s attention to my center continuing throughout my orgasm.  My back arched off the table when he finally pulled his fingers from me, his lips sucking one more time around my clit before he moved up my body. 

His arms looped behind my back and he pulled me up, my body limp like a rag doll in his strong arms.  One arm stayed locked firmly behind my back and his other rose to clamp onto my jaw, holding my head up and in front of him while he leaned forward to kiss me roughly.  I could taste myself on his tongue, but I didn’t care in the least.  I felt like my entire body was vibrating as he kissed me, the bulge beneath his jeans making it clear he was nowhere done with me yet.

Perfect.

“Come on, baby,” he cooed as he pulled back, his hands linking under my thighs as he pulled them around his hips and lifted me off the table.  It was a good thing he was carrying me as we moved down the hall because there was no way I would have been able to manage my limbs after what he had just done to me.  My back pushed lightly against his door as we entered his room, and my head fell forward to press kisses into his neck.  I let my tongue dart out against his skin as he laid me down on his bed, the comforter soft on my buzzing body. 

I watched with wide, needy eyes as he reached his hand to grip his sweater behind his neck and rip it over his head while he stood at the edge of the bed.  I bit my lip into my mouth, the sight of him stripping down in front of me quickly bringing the excited desperation back to my body.  He held my eye contact as he quickly whipped off his belt, clearly too pent up to deal with me undressing him clumsily.  My eyes poured over every inch of his skin as it was revealed to me, the black jeans sliding down his thighs as he pushed them down along with his boxers. 

His body was so beautiful, every inch of him deliciously perfect as he lowered himself down to me.  He ducked his head to kiss me once, his lips curling around mine like they always did.  I felt his hand push against my ribs as he slid it beneath me, and I arched my back so he could undo the clasp on my bra.  He undid it easily, pulling away the last remaining barrier between us as he ducked his head to let his lips close around my nipple.  His tongue was warm as it swirled around the bud, and a satisfied moan left my lips for what felt like the thousandth time already. 

“I need you, Harry,” I groaned, his actions from before and now building up into a desperate frenzy raging inside me.  I needed to feel him and have his body connected with mine the way it was meant to be.  His lips found mine again as I tugged on his hips, bringing him closer between my legs until I could feel him resting there. 

“Harry-“ I breathed, about to remind him of the condom when he reached out to his table and pulled one from the drawer as if reading my mind.  He didn’t hesitate to rip it open, tossing the wrapper aside before he slid it on. 

“You need me, baby?” he whispered, his voice laden with lust as he pushed himself against my entrance.

“God, yes, please,” I groaned, the teasing pressure of him driving me insane. 

“I need you, too,” he whispered as he let his lips connect with mine once more, his hips finally shifting forward to drive himself into me.  Another whimper escaped me only to be muffled by Harry’s lips as he kissed me.  The delicious burn of the stretch singed through me, reminding me once again of how long it had been since we’d been together properly.  He groaned as he pulled his hips back and drove them in again, his actions halting and slow as he let me adjust to him.

“Oh my god,” he groaned.  “I’ve missed being inside you, Hal.”

His words made me shiver again, his dirty confession making me feel more alive than I ever had.  My legs curled up involuntarily around his back, tightening around his hips and pulling him closer to me as his forehead pressed against mine.

“I’ve missed you too, Harry,” I returned.  My hands roamed up his sides before finding the solid muscles on his back.  Heat radiated off him as I dug the pads of my fingers into his skin, urging him to keep moving.  He obliged, rolling his hips back once more before crashing them back into me.  He filled every inch of me as he slid in and out, the glide stinging every nerve I had.  Every move he made rattled through my body down to my bones, the quickly increasing pace of his hips rocking me into submission. 

His tongue pushed into my mouth as he kissed me in rhythm with the way his hips rocked against me, pushing himself deeper into me every time.  It was hard to kiss him with the way he was setting me on fire, but I managed.  My lips molded against him and I accepted every swipe of his tongue hungrily as he gave them, my hands never stopping their exploration of his back. 

I could feel sweat forming on his skin as he thrust into me again and again, the pace of his hips faster now than ever as he crashed into me.  A loud groan rumbled from his chest as I shifted my hips slightly, creating a new angle that allowed him to go even deeper than before.

“Fuck, Hal,” he groaned.  One of his hands found mine, clenching it tightly as he pushed it into the mattress next to my head.  He had complete control over me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

The air was filled with the sounds of our bodies moving together, the rocking of his hips against mine causing the bed to squeal with the motions.  Panting from both our lungs could easily be heard, as well as the slapping of his skin against mine as he rolled his body over me.  Our bodies were creating their own symphony as we moved, each of the sounds more beautiful than the last to me despite their raw and unadulterated tone. 

The fire in my stomach was blazing, threatening to take over as he pushed into me again and again.  I knew he would bring me to my end in a matter of seconds, because my hands were already shaking as they pawed relentlessly at his back.  It was difficult for me to breath as I absorbed every thrust he gave, his pace relentless and unforgiving as he crashed into me, the result a devastatingly beautiful burn that only stoked the flame inside me. 

He was breathless above me, his forehead covered in sweat and his hair sticking to it as I watched him, our kiss broken and forgotten as we got lost in the way our bodies made each other feel.  His eyes seared into mine as I dragged my hands from his back to push his hair off his forehead.  They cradled around his face as I stared into his nearly black eyes, his pupils blown wide because of what we were doing. 

“Come with me, baby,” I gasped, unable to speak at a normal volume because of the way his hips repeatedly drove into mine. 

“Okay,” he breathed, ducking his head quickly to kiss me messily.  His body rolled over mine, and I could feel his muscles starting to tighten beneath my legs that were still wrapped around him.  He gave one particularly deep thrust, and I knew I would be done for. 

“Now, baby,” I said, my hands clutching desperately at his face as his hips drove into me once more, sending the fire in my stomach blazing through my veins as my orgasm hit.  He hissed, his face screwed up in concentration as he came with me.  His eyes squeezed shut and his teeth were bared to me as he stilled himself as deeply inside me as possible.  His muscles strained throughout his body as he held himself over me before collapsing into my chest, his body covered in sweat.

“Holy shit,” I breathed, my chest rising and falling harshly despite his weight resting on me.  I pet my hands through his hair, the strands slick with sweat.  My ragged breathing rattled through the room before I noticed something was wrong.  My harsh breathing wasn’t accompanied by his own, as it should have been.

In the absence of what should have been a heavily panting sound, I could only hear a tight wheezing, the high-pitched sound of it striking straight to my heart as I realized where it was coming from.

It was Harry.  The wheezing whistled from his lungs as he stayed collapsed on top of me, and I noticed his chest was unusually still.

“Harry?” I asked, suddenly terrified something was wrong.

“Harry?!” I said more urgently.  He didn’t respond.  The only sound I could hear was the continued whisper of wheezes coming from him as he struggled to breathe, too weak to even respond to me.  He couldn’t breathe, I had never been more terrified in my life. 

"Let my love adorn you, baby." 

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