Lilly Rose return

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She senses Harry moving behind her, mimicking her actions, trapping her between the wall and himself. They stay like that for a moment before he swears. Almost instantly, his arms wrap around her torso, pressing her against him, and his head finds its place on her neck, brushing her skin with his lips. Her heart races, her mouth dries, and her hips feel a spark.

He starts leaving a trail of kisses on her neck.

Overwhelmed, she gives in.

She quickly turns around to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. He immediately responds and asks for access to the inside of her mouth. They engage in a clumsy but sensual dance of tongues. Their hands explore each other's bodies with controlled slowness. One of hers lands in Harry's hair, encouraging him to intensify the kiss. His hands linger on her buttocks and breasts, caressing her tenderly, leaving her with a certain feeling of frustration when they move on to discover other parts of her body.

Harry advances until the small of her back hits the furniture. She lets out a small gasp of surprise. He doesn't take notice and detaches his lips from hers to rediscover the skin of her neck.

He stands up to remove her sweater, and she helps him by raising her arms before doing the same for his black sweatshirt. He plunges back onto her lips as she slides her hands under his t-shirt, making him shiver. He lowers his upper limbs to the border between her backside and thighs to lift her effortlessly. She wraps her legs around his waist and again succumbs to his kisses, absentmindedly taking off her shoes as he lays them both down on the couch.

They don't even bother to talk, to find out if the other is in control of their movements, if they are guided by alcohol or repressed desire.

His lips leave her again to undress her a bit more, taking off her jeans as she urges him to remove his top.

Actually, upon further reflection... she doesn't want to know... She wants him... She wants him... As long as he desires her too, she doesn't want to know anything else...

Here she is in her underwear.

His eyes roam her body with desire. He stands up to unbuckle his belt as she sits up to help him take off his pants. He then tosses them somewhere in the room. He kneels on the couch and kisses her tenderly before laying her down and spreading her legs to get between them. She feels a firm touch against her intimacy, further fueling the heat in her lower abdomen.

Instinctively, she begins to slowly move her hips, inviting him to do the same. Their movements are accompanied by kisses, and the room is filled with stifled moans.

"Lily," he begins before swallowing, "is this your first time?"

She blushes suddenly.

"Is it that obvious?!" she says, nodding timidly.

"Are you sure you want to do it with me?" he asks.

She smiles back at him before kissing him again.

The tone of his voice was so calm, so sweet, so reassuring...

His fingers slowly descend along her hips. She arches to unhook her bra. As Lily's pupils roam over Harry's body, stress begins to take hold of her, causing her to tremble slightly.

Harry doesn't notice right away and stands up to remove his boxers. But he lies back down on her and leaves a trail of sweet kisses on her neck before moving on to her breasts, which he decides to take care of for a long time, mistreating her buds with his mouth and hands. She closes her eyes. His fingers slowly move towards her, intensifying her pleasure.

He stands up and puts them back in their initial position before increasing the speed of his movements for good. Lily tried to stifle her moans, but to no avail, too many escaped the barrier of her lips. Her best friend pressed his temple to hers, his breaths becoming fainter.