Wicked Souls

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I nodded, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

Harrow saw how I was rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, it was clear that I was still in the process of waking up. He knew that he should probably give me the chance to wake up fully before he started to ask me questions. However, the curiosity was getting to him... and his patience was wearing thin.

"So, what was that mumbling earlier all about?"

I looked at him confused "What do you mean?"

Harrow chuckled a bit after I looked at him confused, this was starting to tell him that I didn't remember. And since he had been there listening to my mumbling while I had been asleep, he figured that I was too out of it to remember.

"While you were asleep... you did quite a bit of mumbling... there were many things that you were mumbling about. The main thing that stuck out to me though is that it seemed like you were still having a dream about me, especially with the constant mumbling of 'I want him'," He explained.

My eyes widened, and my face went bright red.

Harrow saw how my eyes suddenly widened and how my face went red as I realized where the conversation had shifted to, which certainly made him smile.

"You forgot what you were mumbling about huh?" He asked, seeing how red my face had gotten, he was a bit amused at that as well.

I laid back down and hid my face under the covers.

Harrow chuckled a bit as he saw my reaction, it was quite adorable seeing me blush as I tried to hide my face under the blanket. Seeing that it was adorable enough that he couldn't simply laugh any longer. 

"That's not a very good way to hide your embarrassment. Besides, that won't stop me from teasing you. So I guess I'll just have to keep on teasing you about it then I guess?" He spoke to me playfully with a soft little smirk. 

"Not listening," I said, I covered my ears, and my face was still hidden.

Harrow couldn't help but chuckle at the way I reacted to him asking me questions even when my face was still covered. He then proceeded to try and get me to remove that blanket off my face, so he reached over and started to gently grab the blanket off my face, he hoped that he could get a response out of me like that now... but he would do it gently and softly just in case my face was still red.

I looked up at him.

Harrow once again saw my face when he successfully got the blanket off my face. It was still a little bit red, which prompted him to smile again as he realized just how adorable it was. He then proceeded to say what he had to say with that same gentle and soft smile on his face that was there before.

"Yeah? You were not listening?" He asked playfully in response to what I said.

I shook my head and then pouted my lips for kisses.

Harrow's smile grew even larger at the way I pouted my lips for kisses, it was getting more adorable by the second, which only gave him the incentive to want to grant my wish.

So, he leaned in close to me and proceeded to press his lips against mine. He stayed there for a few seconds longer than usual, and when he was done, he slowly pulled away.

"There you go. You wanted kisses right?" He said softly with a playful tone as his lips finally parted from mine after a few moments his lips pressed against mine again.

I kissed him back gently, my hands went onto his face softly.

Harrow chuckled softly as I decided to start returning those kisses. He wrapped his arms lightly around my waist as he leaned in closer to me so that I could meet in the middle when giving kisses. Harrow's hands proceeded to gently rest on my hip as he returned my kisses, his lips touching mine a few more times before finally stopping once more.

Harrow then moved his lips away from mine yet again, he was still keeping his embrace on me as if he was reluctant to let me go. His lips were still close to mine, and he was hoping that I would perhaps pull my lips back into his once more, to resume the kissing. His eyes were closed as he waited for my response... either to pull myself back into his arms or to push him away, whatever my decision was, he would accept.

I glanced up at him however my lips pressed onto his once again.

Harrow chuckled yet again once he felt his lips pressed against mine for the second time. He knew then that I enjoyed the kisses that he gave me, and so he decided to not hold himself back from giving me more. His lips began to press into mine once more, though, while they were doing so, his hands remained on my waist, and he made sure not to be too forceful so that he wouldn't cause me any discomfort.

Harrow's lips pressed into mine once again, and this time, he kept on returning my kisses for a significantly longer amount of time than before. He made sure that his kisses were also soft, he didn't want to be too forceful. He kept on embracing me in his arms as my lips pressed into his, and he made sure not to stop until I was the one who did so. He would keep on kissing me back for as long as I kept on returning the kisses. There was a sense of softness throughout this entire encounter too.

I gently pulled away so I could catch my breath. I looked up at him, my hands were still on his face. I was slowly catching my breath.

When I pulled my lips away for a few moments so that I could catch my breath, Harrow let me do so. He then noticed how his lips still felt somewhat warm from the whole encounter with my lips, though that just made him smile more. He looked up back at me as he saw that my hands were still on his face. He was content with the moment that we two were experiencing, it was really cute to see me still so playful and soft. After I took a few moments to catch my breath, he decided to speak up.