Accidental forever (hs au)

4.

Harry didn't see my message till late at night, when Paula had already left my flat and I was in bed, attempting to read a book that would help me fall asleep faster. But instead of replying it, or just ignore it, he called me. The moment I saw his name lighting up on my lock screen I was determined to just let it ring, but decided to answer the call last minute. The feeling of anxiety that invaded me while I was debating myself whether I should or should not pick up made come to the realisation that I was so out of practice in this whole 'casually seeing someone' thing.

"Not even 24 hours since we've seen each other and you already want to meet up?," his cocky tone could be heard even from the other side of the line, causing me to smile a bit.

"What was your number for if it wasn't to do last night all over again then?," I replied. There was no way I was gonna let him know my best friend actually wrote the message. I found it a bit embarrassing, to be honest, and now that I was on the phone with him there was just no point on telling him. He didn't seem like a bad guy anyway, so I was just gonna keep that little piece of information to myself.

"You've got a point there, Miss," he chuckled, "I just don't happen to be at home, unfortunately. I had to run to the office to finish some papers for my boss. He wants them done by tomorrow morning... That bastard," he groaned, momentarily forgetting he was on the phone with me. He then cleared his voice, getting his seductive tone back, "But I think I can help even from here."

"What do you have in mind?" As my words came out of your mouth, a knot started to grow on my lower stomach, and apparently Harry wasn't gonna be the one to make it disappear this time.

"Ever had phone sex?" I chocked on my saliva, but fortunately he wasn't there to see it.

Actually? No. Even after five years, neither me or my ex suggested to try different things..., such as that one. So this was all pretty new to me.

"If the answer is no and you're up for it," he spoke after my silence, no sarcasm or chuckles involved, just a warm tone, "I'm gonna need you to lay down on a comfortable place. And turn off your lights..., darkness works better for imagination." And there it was again his characteristic chuckle that I was slowly becoming so familiar with.

I did as I was told.

"Ready?," his voice now sounded deeper than before, turning me on even more.

I nodded, forgetting he was not in the room with me, but a few miles away. "Yes," I murmured, and I could immediately sense his smirk on the other side of the phone, loving the way he was making me feel even without his hands or tongue near me.

"Place your fingers on your entrance and start rubbing them slowly..."

When I heard his first words, I closed my eyes, letting myself go, doing as he told me to, my movements increasing the closer I got to climax. His deep voice, his dirty mouth and his knowledge on the matter were the only tools I needed to relieve myself that night.

"God...," Harry groaned, right after he heard me moan for the last time as I reached my orgasm, "I can't wait until we're alone. There are so many things I wanna do to you right now...."