Harry's POV
"Harry, I'm just going to watch tv in the bedroom while you shower," Ella says.
I nod and grab my clothes. I shower quickly and get dressed. I had grabbed boxers, black skinny jeans, and a white V-neck. I walk out and Ella is laying across the bed, her eyes fixed on the Tv. I lay next to her.
I close my eyes. I don't want to bother her. She seems comfortable and I don't want to ruin that. I feel the bed move and suddenly she is straddling me. I open my eyes and smile up at her. She starts leaving kisses down my jaw.
"I love you Harry. Nothing anyone says could change that, I want you to know that," Ella says as she continues kissing my jaw.
"I love you too Ella. I don't know where I'd be without you."
"Harry, I want to show you how much I love you," she whispers.
"You already have."
She starts leaving kisses down my neck. She stops at the curve of my neck and sucks gently. She giggles a little before speaking.
"That's going to bruise," she giggles.
"That's okay, baby."
I bring her face to mine and our lips crash together. She pushes he tongue into my mouth and our lips move in sync. Her lips are so soft and plump. I love the feeling of her lips on mine.
Her hands travel to the hem of my shirt. She raises my shirt over my head. She continues kissing me, breaking away to pull her shirt over her head.
"I want to take this further today, Harry," she says, out of breath.
"You don't have to do that to show me you love me."
"I want to do this because I love you. I'm ready Harry."
I pull her face back down to mine. Our lips move together roughly. We can't get enough of each other. Her hands travel to the button of my jeans. I let her pull them down my legs, leaving me in only my boxers. She pulls off her jeans as well and then hovers over me again. Both of us are left only in our underwear.
My hands travel to her back, unclasping her bra. She lets it slide down her arms before tossing it to the floor. I pull her to me, kissing her again.
"Are you sure about this?" I ask.
"Yes. But Harry," she begins but doesn't finish.
"What is it love?"
"Nothing. Never mind it's stupid."
"No. What is it?"
"I don't want to be on top," she whispers.
I chuckle and flip us. I now hover over her. I smile down at her and she blushes.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Ella. It's cute. But are you sure about this?"
"Yes, Harry I want this."
I kiss her again. The kiss means so much. It's a show of how much we love each other. It's a show of how far we are going. It's a show of how much we want each other.
I pull her panties down her legs and toss them onto the floor with our other clothes. I admire her for a few seconds before pulling down my own underwear, they end up in the pile of our clothes.
"I almost forgot something," I whisper.
I open the drawer to the nightstand next to us, pulling out a foil packet. She watches me as I pull the rubber over my length.
"Are you ready, baby?" I ask.
She nods. I admire her face before pushing into her the first time.
"Harry," she whimpers.
"I know, baby. It's going to hurt the first time. Do you want me to stop?" I ask.
She shakes her head and I thrust in and out of her in a slow motion. She pulls my face down to hers. Our kisses get sloppier. My motions get faster and her hips meet mine. My mouth moves to her nipple and I nibble gently. I kiss her again, passionately.
Her nails scratch down my back as I move in and out of her, each time getting deeper. I begin moving at a faster pace and I can tell she's finally starting to feel the pleasure. A small moan escapes her mouth.
"You like that baby?" I pant.
She nods, and I move a little faster. I can tell she's holding in all her little moans.
"Let me hear you, baby. I want to hear you," I say.
"Harry!" She moans loudly.
I know she's fast approaching her high so I slow down my pace. She bites her lip and I kiss her. I grunt into her lips, unable to help my own pleasure. I bite her lip and pull it back, making her smile. Both of us are covered in a layer of sweat.
I start peppering kisses down her neck. I can feel myself reaching my high and I know she is too. I thrust in and out of her faster than I had been before.
"Oh. Oh. Oh Harry," she screams.
"Harry," she moans again.
"Does it feel good baby?" I pant and she nods.
"I'm going to come," she pants.
I thrust, harder and faster, in and out of her. She moans again and both of us let go, panting. I pull out and collapse next to her. Both of us try to regain our breath. She looks over at me and smiles. I pull the sheets over both of us.
I am laying on my back and she is resting her head on my chest. She begins tracing my tattoos and I begin rubbing her bare back.
"Was that okay?" I ask.
"Oh my god. That was amazing. I'm so glad it was with you," she blushes.
"I'm glad that you're mine and I'm yours."
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"If we are going to makeup like that after every fight, I say we fight more often," I chuckle.
Ella's head is still resting on my chest and she is still tracing my tattoos. I'm flipping through channels, waiting for her to ask me to stop at one. She giggles. She arches her back as she stretches, yawning in the process.
"Baby what do you want to watch?" I ask.
"I don't care. I just want to lie here with you."
I smile at her words. I leave it on the channel it is on, which happens to be playing How I met your mother. I pull her closer to me, leaving a quick kiss on her head.
