Hanna- Harry

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  You heard the front door creek open and the shut tightly. Your heart sped up; excited for the night you had in store for your boyfriend.

  "Babe? Are you here?" You saw Harry swinging his house key around his finger taking in the dimmed lights and the candles on the table. The smell of delicious food floated throughout the whole house and you quickly fixed your hair and crossed your legs while sitting in one of the chairs at the table.

  "Babe what is all of this----woah." His question was cut off when his eyes landed on you. You were in your new outfit, just for him. It hadn't been that hard to find a French Maid's outfit actually, you had picked it up the second Harry had left the house for the day.

  "What is all of this?" There was a huge grin on his face as he used his arms to show that he was talking about the whole thing you had put together. You had made dinner--pasta with a fresh salad--and had gone to extra lengths to clean up.

  "And most of all, what is this?" Harry's eyebrow raised in a seductive way as he had you stand up and do a little twirl in your outfit. There was a sly smile on his lips, probably from him thinking of how hot you looked in it.

  "Well I knew that you have been busy lately and I thought it would be a great surprise if I did something special for you. So....surprise!" You bounced on your toes before flinging your arms around him for a tight hug. He smelled like cleanness and sexiness, if that was all thrown in a bottle and then sprayed everywhere on him.

  "Aww love, you are really too cute." He pulled back and laid a kiss on your lips. But that kiss turned into a much longer and hotter one as he let his hands wonder down your back, playing with the crisscrossing straps.

  "Mm, on second thought, how about we just skip the dinner part and get straight to desert." The look in his eyes was enough to make your knees buckle and you laughed into his neck as you left a tiny trail of kisses.

  "Now now Harry, there will be plenty of time for that later. We can't let all my hard work go to waste now can we?" You laughed again as he groaned a "Fine" and pecked you on the lips. He sat next to the seat where you had just been siting and reached for the tongs to grab pasta.

  You swatted his hand away and grabbed them yourself. "Nope, tonight I am the one who will be serving you." You sent a wink his way and another huge smile erupted on his lips.

  "I can get used to this you know." He was laughing as you nicely plated everything for him and yourself before sitting down. You started the conversation and kept it very casual, having the benefit of teasing him further.

  But every answer you got was short. Either fine, ok, yes, no, maybe. He was too busy eating, rushing through his plate of food, hopeful for what you had next.

  Before you were even done with all of your salad he was wiping his face and standing up. "Hey what, wait what?!" You looked up at him as he took your plate away with his and dropped them into the sink and walked back over to you.

  "Hey look, we are done eating; now you did promise me some desert." He made you stand up so he could kiss your neck down to your collar bone. You said his name, out of breath, and totally not hungry anymore.

  "Well you did finish all of your dinner..." You pulled on his curls so that you could kiss him on the lips. Then you pulled back remembering that you had actually brought a real desert.

  "Wait! I had gotten an ice cream cake, if we don't eat it now, it’s going to melt." You were massaging the back of his neck with your fingers and slowly he let his eyes close.

  "Mm, you know what? Let it. I can't wait any more." He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist, and he kept his hands under your bum to make sure you didn't fall. He easily carried you all the way up the stairs as you kept on kissing his neck and biting on his ear.

  Finally when he made it to your room and laid you down, you could see how turned on he was by the way he was staring at you.

  "Babe, you are going to regret teasing me." That was all he said before he shut the door and made his way back over to you.

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