Harry
“Harry, I'm going to be late” she chided desperately before her head fell back and her mouth fell open. “Blame our father's for stealing our afternoon yesterday” he argued from where he was settled between her legs. “Oh gods” she cried gripping the sheets as she arched off their bed giving him a glorious view of her naked body. “That's it baby, cum for me” he pleaded, he took her greedily into his mouth while pumping two fingers at an even pace inside her. “Harry!” Ariella shouted as she orgasmed beautifully on his tongue. She sagged into their bed as he slowed his licks and movements “So pretty Ari” he murmured, his motions turning lazy. “Your the devil” she hissed pushing him off and rolling out of bed to walk to the bathroom.
He chuckled getting out of bed himself, he stretched looking out at the city and grabbed a pair of joggers from the closet. He walked into the bathroom smirking at her in the glass enclosed shower. “Dont even think about it” she warned, a grin on her lips as she washed her hair. He smirked, any other morning he would have gladly joined his witch, today he knew that actually would make her late. He brushed his teeth and walked down to the kitchen, the smooth cool tiles beneath his feet waking him further.
He pulled their blender out and started collecting fresh fruit from the fridge. Opening a cupboard he selected a tall black tumbler and placed it by the blender. With a flick of his wand he started the coffee machine, having already set it up for brewing the night before. At the sink he washed the fruit carefully and removed any stems before bringing it over to the blender. “Harry can you make me a smoothie?” Ariella called from the stairs making him grin as he poured the fruit into the blender. Harry peeled a banana and tossed that in with half of a ripened avocado. Added a cup of water, popped the lid on and hit the smoothie setting.
At the coffee machine he removed the first coffee and began a second, placing hers on the counter nearest the entrance to the kitchen. He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms while he waited, their life was perfect. There was a week left of his summer before he was due back on the pitch and he wanted to make the most of it. Yesterday at brunch he managed to sneak aside with her father and ask him for his permission to marry his daughter. There were no words just a hard hug and a supportive nod from his step-father. The Black family jeweler was due at their parents house in an hour. Her father having wasted no time in arranging the appointment made him chuckle.
He collected his coffee and took a sip of the smooth frothy deliciousness. Using a serrated knife he sliced a bagel in half and lay it inside the toaster oven before setting it to toast. In the fridge he grabbed a glass container of the home made jalapeño cheddar cream cheese his mother had sent over. Soft clicking through their apartment had him smiling as he smeared the toasted bagel. Having placed the two halves on a small plate he poured the dark purple smoothie into the tumbler. The soft clicks approaching him, “I love you” Ariella cooed happily as he turned holding the cup out to her. “I love you” he countered as she pushed the cup aside to kiss him. He grinned against her lips, she pulled away taking the cup with a smile.
She was wearing a mauve coloured dress that showed off her curves, a matching lipstick, her hair twisted up and black heels. “Bagel?” he offered as his eyes roamed over her, holding out the plate to her, she chewed her lip and sighed taking one of the half's. A smug grin slipped onto his lips, he couldn't wait to use words like fiance or wife. “Is this the one Lily sent over?” Ariella asked taking a bite, he nodded taking a sip from his coffee. Her eyes fluttered in pure delight making his heart hum with happiness “She uses magic, I know she does” Ariella argued making him laugh. His mother knew her way around the kitchen.
“I have to go handsome” she said sadly pulling him close to kiss him affectionately. “I'll be here for lunch” he teased, she smirked mischievously kissed him once more and eyed the coffee on the counter. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” She asked fondly, he rubbed a hand down her back and over her hip. “We can argue about who the lucky one is later baby” he murmured kissing her cheek. She smiled softly collecting the tumbler and bagel as he poured the coffee into a matte black travel mug, kissing her as he placed it in her hand. “Love you” she said simply, he countered the sentiment as he watched his girlfriend walk away, his expression transformed. His head cocked and brows knitted together in admiration, his eyes tracing the graceful sway of her hips and the gentle curve of her figure with appreciative intensity. He might have had a serious thing for her dressed up in business attire.
