You burst into giggles, hiding your now heated face into your hands as another flash of the camera goes off, indicating that Harry had yet again taken a picture of you. He had been going at it for well over half an hour now, making sure he captures you as perfectly as he could on his phone camera.
According to him, any sort of camera could never truly do justice to how beautiful you were. Nonetheless, Harry still loved taking pictures off you as they did help capture a moment and a memory that he'll for sure remember and look back at on those lonely nights away.
Going off on tour in a few days, Harry wanted to spend every second of the day with you and during these days was when Harry took the most pictures. Whether you were eating, sleeping or just chilling, you'd always hear a little clicking sound from where Harry was sat. And you understood why and were also somewhat guilty of doing the same thing, after all, you were going to be hundreds of miles away from your lover.
"You're so ridiculous. Do you know that?" Your chuckle came from beneath your hands, which were still covering your heated face.
"And why is that, my love? Because I'm obsessed with you and think you're incredibly sexy?" Harry smirks as he put his phone down on the bedside table and comes over to sit next to you on the king-sized bed.
He pries your hands away from your face and takes you in. Harry loves the way the sun shines down on your face gracefully through the window, intensifying your already perfect features. He says it brings out your eye colour and makes him love you even more. Upon studying your features, a gentle smile etched his face and he lowers his head to press a soft kiss to the tip of your nose.
"I love you, do you know that?" he asks, voice soft and gentle as he looks deep into your eyes, his pupils dilating from the love that he has for you. He was whipped and it was obvious from his actions. Wanting to be there with you every second of every day and wanting to be touching you at all times. It was quite endearing and you appreciated it a lot, your ex's were nothing compared to Harry. He made you feel worthy and proud of being yourself.
"You only mention it about a hundred times a day" you giggle, smiling up at him as his hand comes to cup your face. "love you too" you whisper, your lips moving towards his to meet in a soft and gentle kiss, his thumb caressing your cheek lovingly.
The kiss was tender as your foreheads pressed together. These were the moments you two longed for when Harry was away. The moments where it felt like it was just the two of you and no one else. The moments where you two were so lost in the love you had for one another that no one else even mattered anymore. You just wanted each other and the intimacy you shared.
His other hand was tracing patterns on the side of your body as he eloquently manoeuvred himself on top of you, escalating whatever you had going on by a lot. Harry continued kissing you, his tongue dancing with yours as you moaned gently into his mouth. His other hand joining your side, both now moving downwards towards the hem of your shirt so he could slowly roll it up and off your awaiting body.
"So beautiful" Harry hummed, making it sound more like a statement rather than an opinion and it had your heart expanding with even more love for him if that was even possible at this point. Harry slowly tapped your thigh, indicating for you to take off your leggings and you did so whilst he made quick work on his clothes.
Once your leggings were off, you quickly reached behind your body and took off your bra, throwing it on the floor to meet with the rest of yours and Harry's clothes. Harry smirked upon seeing your breasts and he lowered his head to leave soft kisses on to the valley of your boobs, slowly inching his way towards one of your nipples so he could teasingly lick and suck at, making sure to drive you insane.
