One semi cold Friday at the beginning of November, I rode home with Harry to spend the evening with him. He had made some treats the night before and said he wanted me over to taste them, hoping I would like his baking.
Harry had a real talent for baking, or so his mum told me. She said he had been baking since he was just nine years old. He loved making brownies and cakes for family events during the summertime and occasionally baked biscuits which he would keep to himself.
When we arrived at Harry's, he showed me to the kitchen where he had his mum set out the pans and bowls of baked goods. He had a cake, brownies, biscuits, and even some macaroons set out. The kitchen smelled wonderful, having a very powerful chocolaty smell to it.
I tried each thing Harry had set out, really enjoying everything. After tasting it all, I praised Harry for his wonderful cooking which he just blushed and shrugged off. His mum was right; Harry had a real knack for baking.
Harry and I wandered off into Harry's room after eating some of the sweets. His mum forced us to stop, telling us she was cooking supper and didn't want us spoiling our appetites.
After around thirty minutes of being in Harry's room and spending time cuddling on his bed and kissing, Louis called. Harry put his phone on speaker so I could listen too.
"Are you with kitten boy?" I groaned once Louis asked, clearly answering his question. He just laughed along with Harry.
"Eleanor and I are going out on a date tonight." Louis and Eleanor had been out on three dates already and still hadn't became official. It was just a matter of time before they did.
"And we were wondering if maybe you two would like to join in for a double date."
Harry looked over at me, wanting me to voice my opinion. I thought about it for a moment. A double date actually sounded pretty nice. It really just depended on where we went, so I asked Louis.
"We were wanting to go to the skating rink," he replied. "Eleanor's friend works there, and she promised us a discount." So Harry and I agreed. I had been wanting to go skating for a while. Harry had brought it up a couple of times, but we never really set toward going.
Before the date, Harry and I ate dinner with his mum and stepdad. He asked his parents for money for us to go, and while I hated that he highly insisted on paying, I basically had to let him because I had none on me. His mum happily handed over money to us, telling us to have fun and spend it wisely.
We went up into his room afterward and got ready. Harry changed out of his purple and red button up shirt and black skinnies and into a blue Superman shirt and khaki shorts. He let me borrow a pair of his, but since he wore a larger size, I had to also wear a belt, otherwise they would sag. Harry slipped on some black Adidas and I put on my grey Nike high tops.
Harry's mum drove us to the skating rink where we met Louis and Eleanor out in the parking lot. They both looked nice, especially Eleanor in the dress that I remembered Louis buying her a week before.
We all walked in and were greeted at the door by none other than Eleanor's friend, Macy. The four of us were able to get a discount, which Macy's boss wasn't allowed to know about.
After thanking Macy, we headed to the skates rack where we grabbed rentals in our sizes. After lacing up, Louis and Eleanor took off. I had Harry help me up since I didn't really know how to skate. I felt awkward and as if I were about to fall down. Harry guided me out to the rink, but as soon as we entered, I fell, taking Harry down with me. He laughed while I hid my face into my hands in embarrassment. I felt like a right fool. I was sixteen years old, for Christ sakes, and I couldn't even balance myself on four wheel skates.
"It's okay, babe," Harry promised, helping me back up. "I'll help you around."
We spent our night with Harry trying to show me how to skate. It wasn't until around nine that night that I finally got the hang of skating. I felt bad though, like I had ruined all of Harry's fun. The rink closed at ten, and we left at nine thirty with Louis and Eleanor to go eat.
We stopped at McDonald's and ate some burgers and fries. Harry and I playfully fed each other while Louis threw fries at us and told us to stop because we were gross. We just laughed about it while Eleanor scolded Louis.
Louis drove us back home after we finished eating. He told us that he would love it if we did another double date sometime soon and left us at that. Harry pulled me inside, and we realized that his parents were asleep.
"You know," Harry said, nipping at the loose skin behind my ear, "we could get a bit naughty." At that, I drug Harry into his room, hoping to have a bit of fun with him. The most we had done was made out, but I was craving more, and he clearly was too.
Harry stripped me out of my shirt then pushed me down on his bed. He pulled his shirt off as well then lied on top of me and began sucking roughly on my neck. Harry hadn't ever done that to me before, and the feeling was fantastic. I began moaning out his name, quietly at first, but it grew louder. Harry shushed me a bit, telling me we couldn't wake his parents. I nodded my head and let him continue, trying to keep my mouth shut.
Harry moved down to his knees, pulling me to the end of his bed. He peppered light kisses on my hipbone as he unbuckled the belt around my waist and tossed it to the ground then unbuttoned my shorts.
"Harry," I breathed out as he pulled my shorts down and placed the on top of the belt he recently discarded. "Fuck."
He began nipping at my abdomen and rubbing his palm against my half erect penis. I was breathing heavily and he began smiling. I just knew it was because of the effect he knew he had on me.
He finally pulled my boxers down and grasped my cock. My tail was finally free as well and at the feeling off his hand on me, I flicked my tail while letting out a moan. Harry began moving his wrist, slowing moving his hand up and down. His pace quickened after a bit and breathing became harder for me. My breath caught in my throat once he began placing kisses on my thighs while continuing his quick motion.
It wasn't long before I came and instantly lied back, trying to catch my breath. I watched Harry stand up and noticed his face and chest were covered in my cum. I blushed and looked down, noticing that there was also some on my abdomen and that I was still uncovered.
"Could you toss me my boxers?" I asked while I felt my face grow hotter. He nodded and tossed them to me, to which I thanked him and quickly put them on.
"We should go get cleaned up," he told me. I agreed and followed him into the bathroom where he grabbed a wash cloth and wiped us clean.
My embarrassment finally went away and my breathing became normal. We climbed into Harry's bed after stripping off our shoes and after Harry took of his shorts.
"That was fantastic," I told him, lying my head against his chest and placing my tail over his thigh. He rubbed the top of my head, making me purr.
"I agree," he replied. "By the way, you owe me." I laughed.
"I'll repay you some other time. I'm really tired." He smiled at me and nodded, lying down with me and drifting off to sleep.
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My smut sucks, I am so sorry.
I took over two weeks to get this updated and I feel like a total piece of shit. Sorry!! I'll try to update faster next time.
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