Harry's P.O.V.
The soft buzzing of my phone alarm roused me from my sleep. I patted the side of my bed, keeping my eyes shut as I attempted to blindly find my phone. Eventually locating it next to my pillow, I snatched it from its position and brought it to my face, squinting as I looked at the screen.
7.00 am. For a split second, I wondered why I'd set it so early for a Saturday morning, but the soft, shallow breaths drifting from my left soon reminded me why I had done. Sophia slept peacefully beside me; duvet clutched up close to her chest; soft waves of chocolate brown falling over her cheek and brow. I pulled her waist close to mine, pressing my lips to her forehead, before carefully pushing the duvet from my body and throwing my legs over the edge of the bed. A quiet groan slipped from her lips as she roused, stretching out her fingertips and rubbing them lightly over the skin of my lower back.
"Go back to sleep, Sophia." I lulled.
Waking her was the last thing I'd wanted to do. She needed rest after the exhaustion from the night before.
"Come back to bed", she whined quietly, tugging at the elastic waistband of my boxers.
"I can't. I can't have my parents knowing I stayed in your bed" I laughed, turning to face her.
Her eyes instantly found mine; silently pleading with me to get back in. A warm, lopsided smile stretched across my face, amused by her persistence.
"But Harry..." she began, running her fingers beneath the baggy hem of the t-shirt she'd borrowed last night.
I watched her fingers carefully as they moved beneath the thin cotton; grazing up past her ribcage. A slight band of olive skin around her waist was visible to my eager eyes; teasing my morning glory.
"Sophia..." I whispered, somewhat sternly. She knew how frustrated I still was after our interruption last night.
My breath soon hitched in my throat as she lifted her t-shirt above her head, before resting herself back down to the mattress below. I raised my eyebrow at her, feeling blood pump mercilessly to my crotch. Pulling the duvet back over me, I rolled myself towards her, quickly capturing her lips as I let my hands explore her breasts.
She giggled into the kiss, making me grin involuntarily.
"You're unbelievable.", I whispered with fake annoyance, slowly brushing my palms over her exposed breasts.
Sighing contentedly into my mouth, Sophia pushed her chest further into my hand. Our lips parted with a quiet smack, before she placed another peck upon my lips.
"Thank you for comforting me last night.", she whispered, trailing a finger over the side of my face.
"You don't need to thank me for anything, babe." Smiling, I rubbed small circles on the skin of her waist.
"But what if I want to?", Sophia queried, smiling warmly; her finger moving down my stomach and resting just above the waistband of my boxers.
"Well if you want to, then I guess there's nothing I can do about it." Grinning in amusement, I caught her lips once more; sliding my tongue along her bottom lip, before hers joined mine in a sensual battle.
Pushing her to her back gently, I steadied myself above her as the fanned breaths that left her nose hit my face. As she parted her legs, I adjusted my hips in between them; Sophia clearly feeling my excitement as she gave a slight thrust of her hips.
"We gotta be quiet, though.", I reminded her, my voice muffled as my lips sponged along her neck.
"Mhmm.", she almost whimpered, giving another light thrust.
