Harry
After having showered and eaten he was stretched out on the sofa massaging Ariella's ankle as they watched a horror film. Ariella was stretched out along the couch, her eyes growing heavy after a long day on her feet. The thin strap of her tank top had slipped down her shoulder.
Harry moved forward pushing his hand down her thigh as he settled between her legs. "Harry" she whispered tiredly, "Shh baby" he murmured, shushing her as he slipped his finger beneath her silk shorts and with antagonising slowness he pushed her thin shorts to the side exposing her to him. She bit her lip, her hips curling towards him. He smirked, they were both exhausted yet their need for each other was still so vibrant.
She whimpered watching him with heated eyes. "Still tired baby?" He whispered, lazily stroking the knuckle of his finger over her. She shook her head softly, making him smirk harder. He wondered just how far he could push her without even touching her. He blew gently across her clit making her breath hitch. He pressed a kiss to her thigh before blowing over her once more. Her hips raised towards him as she whimpered.
"Thought about this moment all day," he murmured, blowing across her once more. Ariella sighed, dropping her head back. He kissed her other thigh enjoying her sounds all too much. "Harry" she pleaded now fully awake, her attention fully on him. He grinned and silently spit on her clit. She arched off the sofa making him grin even harder, a hoarse moan escaping her throat. Her breathing turned ragged as he watched his spit slide down her centre making him even harder. He blew across her once more, her fingers gripping the sofa tightly.
Goddrick he loved turning her on, it turned him on that much more. He ran his teeth over her thigh before pressing another kiss there. "Please" she begged desperately. "Please what baby?" He teased pressing kisses down her thigh. She whimpered, thrusting her hips toward him, "Use your words" he taunted with a grin. She whimpered with frustration but he wanted to hear her say it. He moved to her other thigh, his breath ghosting across her bareness making her breath hitch.
"Tell me what you want Ari" he pushed kissing up her other thigh. "You" she pleaded breathlessly. He grinned, he could do this all night if she wanted too, his own tiredness forgotten. "What do you want from me baby?" He whispered kissing closer to her but never giving her what she wanted. "Your mouth" she pleaded desperately, her eyes locked on him as her mouth fell slightly open. He smirked, "And what should I do with my mouth?" He taunted licking slowly up along the seam between her leg and centre.
"Oh, You're such an idiot" Ariella hissed with annoyance going to shove him off her, making him chuckle. He loved her damn attitude especially right before her period, it reminded him all too much of how things started between them. He tugged her hips back to him and sucked her clit eagerly into his mouth. "Oh gods" she cried, falling back onto the couch. He groaned, pushing two fingers inside her, curling them upward and continuing at a slow and steady pace. Her fingers quickly found his hair to tug him closer.
"Need you-" she panted after a small handful of minutes, he nearly growled as he released his hold on her all too soon. She pushed his joggers down as he climbed over her. Their lips crashed together hungrily as he pushed inside her. "Fuck Ari" he hissed gripping her hip as he pounded into her. They had been together countless times and he still found himself just as desperate for her as he did their first time.
"I want you, forever" he panted before she nodded eagerly reattacking his lips with her own. He groaned, fucking her hard against their sofa, it had been two weeks. Two weeks since he started looking for the perfect ring for his perfect witch. The jewellers had grown more and more nervous with every refusal he made. Nothing he looked at was good enough, nothing spoke to him the way her bracelet had.
