Ephemeral //H.S

Chapter 54

⚠️sexual content⚠️

-Lucy Urbinati-

His lips feel like the antidote to all the aches I've been feeling for the past week, soft, smooth and fitted perfectly for mine. We both suck in a sharp breath when our mouths finally collide, his strong hand wraps around my throat just like it used to always do, but like always he never really squeezes. I like to think that he does that to make sure that I'm actually there with him, or maybe he likes to feel my racing pulse against the palm of his hand.
He pushes me back until my legs hit the bed behind me, our lips still moving together as none of us bother to separate for a single breath. He slowly lays me back on the bed until we're both lying on our side.
He forces my lips to part with his own and I almost whine when his tongue dives into my mouth, I tangle my fingers through his hair and tug a little bit to hear him grunt softly into me. My mouth moves against his as I deepen the kiss even more, I slowly place my bare leg over his waist to try and move to be on top of him but he's faster than me and quickly grabs both of my hands to turns us around in a swift motion and pins my hands above my head. A wave of heat crashes through my body and a small moan escapes my lips when he lands on top of me, in between my parted legs.

He separates our lips, allowing the both of us to gasp for air when he rests his forehead against mine, a few of his wild curl caressing my hairline. I look up into his eyes, their intensity catching me off guard just like they always do, chest heaving with heavy breath I'm pretty sure he can feel my heart pounding against my ribcage against his own chest.

"Harry.." I whisper, feeling his hot breath against my skin as he breathes heavily too.

"Yes baby?" He rasps, the sound of his voice alone sends a wave a goosebump all over my body, I try to lift my head to kiss his lips but he moves his face away from me with a sly smirk, making me sigh in frustration, but god did I miss him teasing me and calling me baby.

"I missed you." I whine, trying to free my hands but he tightens his hold of them above my head, I try to squeeze my legs but can only wrap them around his waist in a needy way as I try to chase him for a kiss.

"I missed you so fucking much." He says, swearing under his breath when I unintentionally roll my hips against his while successfully catching his lips with my own.

My tongue slowly caresses his bottom lip before I gently capture it between my teeth and drag it out while looking into his eyes, which is enough to distract him and allowing me to slip my hands away from his tight grip. He hums into my mouth when he feels my hands at the bottom of his spine, my fingers grab the end of his shirt I start to lift it up his body. He understands what I'm trying to do and leans away from me, taking his lips away from mine and leaving me to catch my breath as he sits back against his heels and grabs the neck of his black shirt to quickly remove it from his body. My eyes immediately land on his lean yet muscular torso, the sight making my cheeks flush a bright shade of pink but I don't look away from him and decide to take my time looking at him, to appreciate him the way he deserves to be.

I sit up and gaze up at his lustful eyes before focusing on his bare torso again as I rest the palm of my hand against his chest, where I can feel his heartbeat under my hand before slowly tracing the tip of my finger across a few of his tattoos. Both of the swallows, the two small crosses and half of a broken heart drawn right next to it. I trace my finger along the cross pendant of his necklace and let it slide down to the butterfly tattoo on his sternum, my favorite, watching him exhale a shaky breath out. With my bottom lip tucked in between my teeth I let my finger graze down the small trail of hair that leads to the waistband of his sweatpants, watching as goosebumps rise on his smooth skin before taking my hand away. I look up at him as he sits taller than me, my hands taking a hold of the hem of my sweatshirt before I bring it up my body and take it off, letting it fall down the edge of the bed. I'm way past blushing in front of him because I've slept topless against him countless of times, but the way he looks down at my bare chest with hooded eyes and dilated pupils show me that he stills values my body just like the first time he's ever seen me like this.