Listen to One Last Time by Ariana Grande
~Dayana's POV~
Feeling warmth radiating from behind me, I snuggled against the source. Placing my head on what I thought was the pillow, but soon realized that for a pillow it was;
hard.
Squinting my eyes in the darkness of the room, I looked at what I thought was a pillow, only for it to be a tan chest. Panicking, my heart accelerated, eyes widening. I picked my head up from my position, looked at the tan tattooed chest, eyes traveling up to who it belonged.
My eyes widened when I saw Master Harry sleeping figure laying underneath me. Trying to get away as fast as I could, only to end up being pulled by his two strong tan arms.
"Where do you think your going, love?" His raspy low voiced, rang in my ears like soothing bells. Making me shiver in the process.
Gulping I looked at him, to see him with his eyes still closed. "I-Uh I was going to move to the other side." I whispered.
Shaking his head, he pulled me closer towards him if that was possible. "No. Stay here." He mumbled against the top of my head. He turned me around, my front now facing him. "You smell good" he rasped out.
His face burying itself between my neck. Warm breath tickling me, and his long eyelashes rubbing against my neck. Feeling plump lips peck me, my eyes closed involuntary. Liking the sensation of them.
"You like that, don't you?" He mumbled against my neck.
Gulping I merely nodded, not wanting for him to know fully what his lips were doing to me.
"What about here?" He spoke pecking me a bit lower to where my shoulder blade and my shoulder connected. "Y-No" an inaudible respond escaped my parted lips.
Which only encouraged him to continue his assault, if you could even call it an assault now. "What about here?" Kissing and teasing biting at my earlobe. "Mmmhm" came my respond.
I could tell he was having fun teasing me, no doubt wearing a smirk. Feeling no contact of his lips anywhere around my body.
I opened my eyes, connecting with his own forest green eyes, which were filled with lust, looking down at me. Slowly lowering his face down leaving mere inches away from mine, his lips brushed my lips when he'd speak.
"What about here."
Leaving completely no space between either of us, connecting our lips together.
I was kissing my Master Harry, the most beautiful and worst person in the world, my enemy.
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