Harry wasn't normally needy, but after a full two weeks away from each other and no sexual contact, Harry was needy.
At first it was just needing a cuddle and to be held, as it had been a while. But after all night of spooning and cuddling, it had escalated to kissing.
Kissing my mouth, my shoulders, the tops of my boobs that peak out of my shirts. Anywhere he could get away with before I told him off.
Today it's progressed to the sexual contact he's missed so dearly. He steals a grope here and there, patting my bum as he walks by or trying to rub himself against me as I stand and make dinner. Subtly trying to relieve his sexual frustration by rutting his pelvis into my bum when we sleep, even being so bold as to slip a hand into my pants to try and pleasure me.
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Did you remember to get the English Breakfast tea too?
Yesss babes on my way home now
You got eggs too right? I forgot to add it on the list
Eggs, tea, bread, apples, oreos, condoms, it's all here ;)
Cheeky, mister
Oi, what are you wearing ;)
A sweatershirt and leggings ;)
So sexy ;) what bra have you got on
I don't have one on
Well now you're just teasing me, aren't you. What colour are your knickers??
Are we sexting right now?
Guess so
Well, they're purple
I've got a chubby on the tube just from that
How are you hard just over the colour of my kickers?
It's been so long since i've last cum, my love
Okayy, Hazza, I'll see you soon, babes :)
Only 10 minutes later, Harry comes bustling through the front door, his grocery bag full and keys jangling in his hands.
"Hi, gorgeous." He calls out.
I set down the washing and turn towards his approaching body, kissing him before he places the bag in the kitchen and starts unpacking. I join him as soon as I shut the washer and turn it on, plopping myself on the counter as he restocks our empty fridge.
I notice the box of condoms sitting on the counter. A box of 50, as if that many will be necessary.
"I thought you were joking about the condoms." I say, picking up the rather large box to examine it.
"I'd never joke about protection, love." He says, chuffed with his own joke.
"Why'd you get them? We don't really need them."
He pauses, "Um, I dunno. I just thought we might need them...eventually."
"Oh."
"Like, I know we don't really have sex at all right now, but maybe if that ever changes? I don't know. I can take them back if you want." He says. As he speaks I can see him growing less confident with himself and more nervous towards the subject.
"No, babes, I wasn't saying it like that. I just mean that I'm on the pill...and I mean neither of us have really been all that sexually active so I'm not really worried about STD's so...there's no need."
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