Two Ghosts [h.s]

74*

Waking up to a subtle grunt I look over to Harry's pillow and realize he's not there. Rubbing my eyes I turn my body around so my arms drape over the side and that's when I lock eyes on his body working out.

His body's turned the other way as he does push ups. Watching his muscles contract tightly I swear I could die from the sight. Sweat glistens off his shirtless body as he wears black basketball shorts.

Pushing the sheets off my body I stand and make my way towards him. Crouching down I sit my body on the wall right next to him. Catching a glance at me in surprise he holts his movements in the air grabbing my foot.

A gasp leaves my lips as he tugs me in between his body. My back hits the cold wood floor as he slides my body under him and stays hovered over my body in a plank like position.

"Hey there!" I smirk. "Morning,"  I say with a light smile as I'm still waking up and I hook my hands around his forearms.

"Weren't watching me we're you?" He responds with a smirk as his sweaty hair sticks to his face.

"You wish. I just woke up, it was quite the sight."

Harry just hums in a grinning response and continues with his push ups. Bending his body his lips rest right against mine and I feel the warmth of his breath hit my skin. Harry smiles and I feel his soft lips drag over mine slowly. Pecking my lips he begins pumping his body up and down.

"How was your morning?" I ask.

He smirks. "Woke up and you were splattered across my chest. Had to move you off of me." 

I pretend to pout. "Not even a cuddle goodbye?"

His body lowers and raises quickly. "Kidding? I laid in bed for an extra hour." He quickly kisses my forehead, making me laugh. "It was cute. Your lips were all pouty. Freaked me out when you snored though-"

"I snored?" My hand goes to cup my mouth. "That's not something to joke about-"

"I'm kidding." 

I then glare. 

"Oh... Don't turn me on." 

I lift my lips in a smile. 

Watching him roll up as he comes down, he kisses my lips each time. His body moves swiftly and he acts as if this push-up count doesn't affect him at all. 

Guess he was right about having a ripped body. I never noticed until now and I lower my gaze to the sharp details of his abs.

Coming down once again I look up in surprise as he brings our soft lips together. It was quick and he pushes upwards once again.

"Again." He smiles pressing his lips against mine and pulls away as the veins in his arm tighten sharply and crawl up his skin like a snake.

"And again." Harry coos and I lean into the kiss as he reluctantly pulls away. "Almost done."

"Doesn't this hurt after I while-" It comes out mumbled and he stays on the ground attached to my lips a little bit longer before pulling away.

"Just hurry up and finish." 

He licks his top teeth. "I'm going as fast as I can-"

"No more." I roll my eyes playfully and he just continues at his fast pace for another couple of minutes, kissing my lips on the odd cycle. Slow grunts leave his lips as he pulls his body upwards.

"Getting a little rusty?" Furrowing my eyebrows as I tease we lock eyes as he smirks kissing the corner of my mouth.

"Andddd 200." He exhales hardly before completely slumping down on my chest and crushing my lungs.