Life in the middle-Harry Styles Fanfic AU COMPLETED

Chapter 23

After we both have a nice long hot shower, I'm in the kitchen feeding Jinx again. He seems a little miffed because he isn't the only male here.
"Don get jealous little man" I taunt him and pick him up for a cuddle, he needs moisturising. Sphinx cats need the extra moisture because they are fur-less and most people consider them horrible, but I don't, I love Jinx.
I pull out his cream and gentle start rubbing it into his skin, he thanks me with a soft purring.
Before I get to finish, Harry walks in with just a towel wrapped around his waist, so damn low it's dangerous to be in the same room with him without thinking dirty thoughts. He gives me a question glare.
I look away, and continue to moisturises Jinx.
"So what should we do with the rest of the afternoon?" Harry ask whilst coming over and standing extremely close to me.
I can believe I would be ready to make love with him again, it was amazing, it is amazing and if he stays in my life, I won't get tired of his touch.
While I'm washing my hands, Harry come up behind me and puts his arms around my waist, he uses one hand to pull the back of my wet hair to the side. He beings giving me small kisses to the back of my neck and I get goosebumps from the feeling of his sweet lips on me again. I lay my head back against him and now the kisses move to my throat. I'm finding it hard to remember what I was doing and I beat this is the point of the kisses.
I'm scared to turn myself towards him, because I know how quickly things can turn between us but I'm game so I turn and make contact with his eyes, eyes that seem to smile along with him. Green, bold and relaxed.
I feel my self becoming calmer in his embrace. I wonder if he'd stay the night if I asked him? Not because I want to get it in with him but because he keeps me grounded and after today's visit, I need something, him, to concentrate on.
"I was um..thinking if you could pose for a few sketches? I stutter, blushing.
He smiles his dimpled smile, "ahh yeah why not love, it was fun last time" I remember the shower and the first time he kissed me, well to be far I kissed him but I remember the feeling he gave and feel this getting stronger.
I take him by hand and walk into the Studio, I turn on the extra heater I have in here just for nudes pose, well because their naked.
Harry takes a sit on the red velvet chaise lounge. His laying on his side, facing me with his arm under him to prop himself up. I take a little longer getting my materials in place but once I do, I direct him to stay the way he is. Every five minutes I get him to change his position slightly so I get a good amount of drawings.

I ask Harry to turn away from me so I can focus on his incredible back muscles.
As I'm shading in his shoulder length hair, he surprises me and let's his towel drop.
He turns his head looking back at me over his shoulder I quickly draw up this gorgeous pose.

Actually this would be a great photo so I tell him to stay still, so I can grab my camera.
He seems quite calm and uninhibited when I'm snapping away, and I love that he has so much freedom and confidence, I would just pray to have a third of it.

Suddenly Harry decides he should turn around and I nearly drop my camera. I regain my composure because I'm not acting very professional right now.
"I don't mind you taking photos for yourself Echo" Harry spits out with a deeply sexual voice.
I know I'm blushing, I can feel the heat on my cheeks and heat coming up through the core of my body. He has no idea what he does to me because I'm not the kind to be open like that.

"I'll just get a pose from the hips up" I clarify with him. He puts his arms out stretching towards me, my camera clicks over and over, he is getting closer and closer to me until the camera screen only fits his face and then just his eyes.

He reaches out to me. I can't understand why he would continue to want to be near me?
I lower my arms and hold the camera down at hip level. I don't even think he'll care if I snap a few of his manhood. And boy what a great package he has.
He smiles at me and leans forward to kiss me, only our lips connecting. I want to grab him and pull him in close but I don't want to scare him away either. So I just do what he does, mimic his moves. After a few minutes of kissing him but not touching him, I feel like I'm a kid with a lolly shop but no key to get in.
He touches my cheek tenderly and strokes my neck line not breaking away from our eyes on one another.
He is the first to talk,
"Best I put my clothes back on I'm starving" he growls.
I laugh at him, and he kisses my forehead.
I watch his slowly dress himself and walk back to me at my desk.
He notices the sketches, and he takes a step back.
"Echo these are incredible, you do know that right?" He questions me.
I roll my eyes before I shrug and answer "yeah".
He watches me as u download the photographs on to the computer and dozens of frames of him are up on my monitor, I gasp myself, when all I see is perfection.