Yours - Larry

EPILOGUE

Harry is kissing my calves, mouth nice against my skin. "You're all pretty and sun warm."

I hum in response, pleased as he continues up and up and up my spine. He and Liam rented a yacht. Niall and Lucy were meant to come as well but ended up going to Ireland instead. Lucy's parents are around as much as necessary, but Niall's parents aren't, so they're spending Hazel's first birthday away from home.

I turn around beneath Harry and accept his mouth when he seeks out mine. "Are Zayn and Liam napping?"

"I assume so."

I push a hand into his curls as he pushes my sunglasses up into my hair. "Do you want something?"

He brushes his nose against mine. "Do you suppose we can manage a quickie?"

"I'm sure we can."

He removes my swim shorts and accepts that I'm not planning on moving unless he moves me. He's kissing me lazily as he opens me up, tongues playing as he swallows my quiet noises and curls his fingers against my sweet spot.

"You ready, lovely?"

"Yeah."

Not much prep is necessary. Morning sex is a regular occurrence, so I was on my stomach mere hours ago—bruises are already appearing on my waist.

He presses into me slowly now. My cock is hard against my stomach, a pleased whimper escaping into Harry's mouth when his knuckles brush against it.

"I love you."

I whimper again. "I love you."

He moves a hand beneath my knee to push my leg up, wrapping it around his waist as he sinks into me over and over again. Sweat covers my body as much as Harry's, eyes meeting as I push his sweaty curls away and arch my back when he gets it just right.

He smirks as he moves a hand beneath my neck. "Is that it, baby?"

"Yeah," I breathe, pleasure as overwhelming as ever. "Keep going."

He keeps going and eventually brings me into an orgasm that makes me convulse beneath him. He keeps me grounded only a moment, soon pulling out to come over my stomach as I relax moment by moment.

He catches my mouth once his orgasm is wearing off again. "I love you."

"You mentioned as much," I say, pressing another kiss to his lips. "I love you more. "

"Nonsense," he says, moving back up again. "I'm gonna come back in a moment."

I hum in response, sun warming my sweaty body as I wait and smoke a cigarette. He's wearing boxers once he comes back with water and a chocolate bar, crouching so he can clean me up and press kisses into my stomach. He's not minding me being naked as he rests his head on my stomach, eyes closing as I push a hand into his curls and eat my chocolate bar.

"Do you wanna nap as well?"

He hums as he caresses my waist. "Do you wanna marry me?"

I grin as I run my fingertips over the sun-tattoo on his arm. "Are you proposing?"

He moves to rest his arms over my stomach and his chin on his arms. "I am. I wanna marry you."

I'm pleasantly surprised by his causal proposal. And I can imagine a ceremony as much as a marriage. I can see it as clearly as anything, my sisters as bridesmaid as my Dad gives me away. I never pictured myself marrying someone—or wanting a ceremony over eloping—but when it comes to Harry, I want as much as I can. He has turned everything around and made me so happy that I sometimes come across moments where I can barely stand it.

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes," I repeat. "I'm saying yes."

A/N: I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THE EPILOGUE DESPITE THE SHORTNESS OF IT. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE STORY IN GENERAL. I WANNA THANK YOU ALL FOR READING ALONG AND VOTING AND COMMENTING. YOUR SUPPORT ALWAYS MEANS THE WORLD TO ME!